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The rattle of a knife as it clatter to the street, popping in a disperse given it was a clone of his main weapon. The girl spat venom again but he was used to such shitty behavior from colleagues, this time was no different. The abrasive vocal lashings would find no purchase, and if circumstances were different it probably would have progressed much further. Thankfully most of his secrets were still held close to his chest, and his guard was correct to remain solid. An attachment and a projected expectation was not something that he had to oblige, or did he have to cater to her every need like

Recovery +4 EN 245280 CD:4 | No Rec Proc Battle Healing Activates +59 HP PH Post Action | Howl vs Slime King #6 (-2 EN) (Howl CD:1/2) Free Action | None Players: Wulfrin | HP: 679/679 | EN: 61/89 | DMG: 26(+3) | MIT:66 | ACC:5 | EVA:4 | BH:14 | REC: 3 | BLD: 36 | LD:2 Eruda | HP: 1081/1081 | EN: 91/106 | DMG: 8(+4) | MIT:244 | ACC:3 | TAUNT | F-SPIRIT | BRN-IM | FL.AURA: 16 | FL.THORNS: 8/16 | THORNS:72 | BH:59 | REC: 8 | BRN: 56 | LD:4 Morningstar | HP: 874/874 | EN: 54/114 | DMG: 28(+4) | MIT: 20 | EVA: 6 | ACC: 6 | BH: 39 | LD: 5 (6) | REC: 4 | FLN: 16 | AA

Her eyebrows disappeared beneath her shaggy bangs, startled surprise splashing across her face. Her gut instinct was to argue - of course she wasn't a bitch, and how dare he accuse her of being one? Righteous indignation flared, but instead of fanning the flames, she simply shook her head. Because, damn it, she was a little bitch where Jomei was concerned. And what good would denying it do? "Of course I'm a little bitch," she answered, groaning with frustration, and throwing her arms wide. "Look at him. He's... he's..." She gesticulated so wildly that it probably set off her Italian uncle

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PH <<Assist System Engaged>> Level: 34 Paragon: 44 Tier: 4 True Tier: 9 Final EXP Reward: +10% Activated: True Light Lantern: +1 ACC, +1 LD (Party) Paragon (10): +1 LD while Looting/Searching Guild Rank 3: +3% Final EXP reward Consumed: Bottomless Tea Wares (Gungir's - EVA 2 | VIT 2 [Feast - 152493]) {RAIDOU} [2/6] Loaves of Measureless Bread (Gungir's/Mitigation 3, Overhealth 1 [Feast - 205490]) {GRISWOLD} [2/6] Unfathomable Red Vials (Gungir's - PROT 2 | ACC 2 [Feast - 205487]) {CELESTE} [1/6] {Filled Protein} Titan's Strength (Damage

Mari felt a sense of loss as the mask was ripped out of her hands. "H-Hey!" Then he pushed her down into the ground with a knee into her chest - and a dagger through her shoulder - effectively pinning her to the ground. "You FUCK!" Mari hissed. "I was worried about YOU! I was keeping YOU safe!" Mari winced as she ripped the dagger out of her shoulder and threw it to the ground. weakness? weakness!? She was MARI. One of the strongest in all of Aincrad - and he called her weak. Mari stared at him with frustration. "Done?" No...that wasn't fair...it wasn't fair... people were alway

PH * * * Recovery? ID 245278 | CD 4 Wulfrin regains 4 EN Cooldowns: Rending Familiar (1/5) Post Action: [x16] Tech-G (15 EN) -2 Stamina -1 Well Rested (2/3) = 12 EN Free Action: None ID 245279 | BD 5+7+1(AA)= 13 hit | CD 6 | 26 * 16 = 416 - 40 = 376 DMG to Spectral Knight. Burn 56 refreshed. Freyd | HP: 1320/1320 | EN: 155/164 | DMG: 24 | MIT: 212 | ACC: 8 (incl AA) | TAUNT | F-SPIRIT | EVA: 4 | BH:73 | VAMP-D: 73 | VAMP-O: 145 | PARA-V | LD:5 Wulfrin | HP: 860/860 | EN: 98/118 | DMG: 26 | MIT:123 | ACC:7 | AA | EVA:2 | PARA-IM | BH:38 | REC: 8 | FLN: 8 | FRB:

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Lilik, to her credit, didn't appear all that intimidated by the Beast. Crossing her arms across her chest, the woman took a long moment to look him up and down. "Who called the BFG?" "Cute," Lessa muttered. "The BFG. Referencing childrens literature at a time like this." Without shifting her gaze from Oscar, Lilik replied, "Roald Dahl was a fucking genius, and I bet you're just surprised that I even know how to read. Now who is this guy?" Her eyes caught and held Oscar's, amber and gold sparking like crossed swords. Lilik appreciated Lessa, and the work that she and Bahr did to

Relief flooded Lessa as Oscar materialized from the shadows. Raindrops sliced down his chiseled features, but it did nothing to soften the expression on his face. The man looked downright murderous, and for a split second, Lessa worried she might have done the wrong thing by messaging him. Did he consider it a waste of time? Probably. And she did not need her very large, very scary friend turning that anger on her. She would much rather forcefully drag Lilik back to the gate herself. She was opening her mouth to apologize when Oscar went off on Lilik, confirming Lessa's suspicions. Yup, h

In the square as all manner of people would flee, the crow stepped from the pad and reversed his grip on that knife. Shoving it up his sleeve, it disappears without even a peep. A glance back and forth, he'd scan them for signs of resistance or rebuttal. The township on this floor was so gloriously lax. They couldn't give a damn what they were up to, or frankly who they hurt as long as it wasn't sporting royal attire. A fine place for some procurement. Scanning the signs he'd begin to wander, looking for something that would leap out at him as a possible placebo or substitute for manual labor.

Lessa observed the onslaught in silence, forever impressed by the precision with which the Frontliners attacked. Like a well-oiled machine, they landed blow after blow, slicing away at the Knight's health bar with seemingly impossible speed. No matter how many times she witnessed it, it always took her breath away. These ordinary people - students, bankers, chefs, engineers, retail workers, restaurant owners, high school teachers - had picked up swords and become full-fledged superheroes. Sure, the system assisted, but they were still out there putting their lives on the line every day. And th

PH <<Assist System Engaged>> Level: 34 Paragon: 44 Tier: 4 True Tier: 15 Final EXP Reward: +5% Activated: True Light Lantern: +1 ACC, +1 LD (Party) Paragon (10): +1 LD while Looting/Searching Guild Rank 3: +3% Final EXP reward CS | Ill Omen in Red CSA | [x1] Grand Mass Parry Consumed: Bottomless Tea Wares (Gungir's - EVA 2 | VIT 2 [Feast - 152493]) {RAIDOU} [2/6] Loaves of Measureless Bread (Gungir's/Mitigation 3, Overhealth 1 [Feast - 205490]) {GRISWOLD} [2/6] Unfathomable Red Vials (Gungir's - PROT 2 | ACC 2 [Feast - 205487]) {CELEST

Mari felt a strong arm clamp around her and pull her in close - she could feel various vials poke at her through the contact. This embrace wasn't warm like Oscars - it didn't bring a sense of peace. It felt like one almost out of necessity. The woman was very still, and very quiet as the man tightened his grip on her - rough voice calling out their destination. Warping was always a dizzying experience - and Mari had forgotten what it was like, as she was usually one to just walk everywhere. Her eyes shut tight and she allowed the brief sense of vertigo to pass. The small woman was coughin

PH <<Assist System Engaged>> Level: 34 Paragon: 44 Tier: 4 True Tier: 8 Final EXP Reward: +0% Activated: True Light Lantern: +1 ACC, +1 LD (Party) Paragon (10): +1 LD while Looting/Searching Guild Rank 3: +3% Final EXP reward Consumed: Bottomless Tea Wares (Gungir's - EVA 2 | VIT 2 [Feast - 152493]) {RAIDOU} [1/6] {Filled EVA} Loaves of Measureless Bread (Gungir's/Mitigation 3, Overhealth 1 [Feast - 205490]) {GRISWOLD} [1/6] Unfathomable Red Vials (Gungir's - PROT 2 | ACC 2 [Feast - 205487]) {CELESTE} [0/6] Nisahi

It was time to change things up. The Mossy Elemental had proved a difficult combatant, and resistant to her freezing attack as well. Perhaps she would be better put to use somewhere else in the fight. The players flocked towards the Summer Wave, a boy with white hair, flanked by a blue-haired boy and a purple-haired girl, surrounded the Enemy with an assortment of spears, hammers, and axes. Morningstar had also stirred himself up from whatever poignant moment had been happening on the sidelines. He appeared both distracted and flustered. Probably just a little heat exhaustion. The cr

As the gas would disperse into a thickened cloud, the man watches on listening for the footsteps. As if right on queue that marching rhythm started to bleed in from the south side. Like bees to honey, the array of metal tin men without souls wormed toward the players as if they'd tripped some sort of silent alarm. Lifting that marble sees it gleam, and with an overhand whip of his hand the thing crashes point blank against the town guardsman's chest plate. A wave of smoke released from pressurized glass, condensed it immediately mixes in the air like water from a tightly wound water balloon. I

23/06/2025 Rank 1 Tailor | 5/19 EXP Crafting Buffs Custom Ambition Tool [Crafting Tool. Name: Gain +1 bonus crafting EXP for each crafting attempt.] ID CD LD Result EXP 1 245275 7 10 Salvage (-1 Material) +3 2 245276 9 20 Salvage (-0 Material) +3 3 - - - - - 4

'My apologies for the wait, however your item is ready. I had to call in a favour from an...acquaintance, but I completed the finishing touches on it. I do hope it is up to your expectations, and if you have any concerns please let me know immediately!' Aoi gave a low bow as she handed over the item, smiling at the customer as the item was handed over and inspected. @Freyd Order ready for pickup; Item Name: Infernal Shadow - Redemption Item Type: Cloth Armor Tier: T4 Quality: Demonic Enhancements: EVA III | MIT I Description: Dark brown leather harness covering most of the

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Acanthus struggled as the tone of her visions broke stride from each other. She had no memory of either part of her dream. She had spent time at NIGHT’s estate, but had she ever gone foraging while living there? Not that she could recall. The dungeon was even more confusing. It appeared to be the Black Iron Dungeon from the first floor. But Acanthus had only heard descriptions. She had never set foot inside. Why are you so worried? It’s all just a dream, one of those rare lucid dreams that give you the freedom to act. She slashed through another round of goblins while she packed her

Acanthus was greeted by a dark, pitiful dungeon. The dim light kept her from seeing, but not smelling the damp, molding stones that disappeared into the darkness. A chorus of cackles grew in the distance. Goblins waddled into view, bearing wicked blades and grinning madly. With a single thought, Acanthus summoned her equipment and began to fight. Acanthus woke refreshed from the night spent at NIGHT’s estate. She woke early, hoping to get a head start on the day. No time to waste if I want to get home soon. Today’s tasks would be a quiet sort of busy work. Nothing exciting or hair-raising