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Demian | L32 | HP: 740/740 | EN: 92/92 | DMG: 19 | MIT: 204 | ACC: 7 | AA | F-SPIRIT | EVA: 5 | BH:37 #

| NIGHT | Lv. 154 >> P. 120, Lv. 34 | Status: // Notes: stats for tier 3 sync. PT: refunding all SP. PT: biting x9 -> +18 DMG #

“I t htink that four set ts of S tairs wil be a goo d w aty to sober up just enough.” "I have a feeling that I'll be herding the two of you like a sheep dog during this quest” Mari waved off both Katoka and Arcanthus with a nonchalant hand, and a small stumble that would result in her shoulder colliding with Katoka. “S-Shorry. But n-no we have…a long walk. Sh’es righ shoul shober up a bit by then.” Mari felt a little guilty about that. The two were green players. And with her marked as a Pker, there was no simple way to get around. Hours were always added to trips as she

The man tapped her nose gently, before tracing the lines of her jaw seeing out the space behind her neck. Weaving his fingers in her hair. "Preach mi cara, I share it." Adjusting his feet, the glass crunching and being grinding beneath his heel. A sound he was quite familiar and fond of, yet the context was drastically different this time. Her hair a gentle satin in its softness, the mix of something sweet and salted, the tinge of some bitter chemical. A faint reminder of everything he had taken, and everything that he wanted before. A decree in how worthless it had all been, for those scents

Mari laughed softly. Shaking her head. "I can't be too mad. You saw the other day...I too get a little too swept up. I just...find it funny. I never really understood why someone would get upset or frustrated when I'd hurt myself that way. I'm experimenting. Why the fuck would I care if there are..." She shifted her gaze to the side, eying off the broken and bloody shards of glass scattered carelessly on the floor. She shifted, stomping on one of the larger shards. Listening to it snap and crackle beneath her boot. She lifted her face to kiss the underside of her chin. "It's so easy to be swe

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stats Coins tinked against the cold cave floor. The dragon's eyes flicked open. Great slits watched shadows dance. Something had entered her home uninvited. It happened from time to time, and it could have been a variety of different creatures. A bear looking for a home, or perhaps a lost wolf. She knew well enough that boars lived in the fields below her hillside cave, for she hunted them regularly. A cough echoed through the dark. It was not the sort of sound you would expect from a boar, or any other wild animal for that matter. Fed up with guessing, she made herself known. "

text Post Action: ST-B > «Colossus» ID# 247609 | BD: 6 (4 +6+2, Hit!) | CD: 12 | [x20 +3] (32) = 736 -(75) MIT =661 DMG > «Colossus» +3 EN | Passive regen ST-B available! -(22 -2-1) EN | Well Rested 0/3 Head 3/3 Dracul | HP: 605/605 | EN: 64/74 | DMG: 1 | MIT:127 | ACC:1 | TAUNT | THORNS:18 | BH:30 | REC: 4 | HLY: 6 | PARA | LD: 20 [Assisted] Ariel | HP: 941/941 | EN: 98/117 | DMG: 32 | MIT:0 | ACC:6 | AA | PHASE | EVA:2 | BH:10 | HB: 41 | REC: 6 | RISK: 6 | FLN: 12 | LD:19 | PROSP:3 | TXC-V: 24 [

TEXT Post Action: RAW-A > «Colossus» ID# 247XX | BD: 8 (6 +1+2, Hit!) | CD: 12 | [x2] (1) = 2 -(75) MIT =1 +18 DMG > «Colossus» +3 EN | Passive regen -(10) EN THORNS:18 procc! 2/3 Chest Dracul | HP: 605/605 | EN: 57/74 | DMG: 1 | MIT:127 | ACC:1 | TAUNT | THORNS:18 | BH:30 | REC: 4 | HLY: 6 | PARA | LD: 20 [Assisted] Ariel | HP: 941/941 | EN: 98/117 | DMG: 32 | MIT:0 | ACC:6 | AA | PHASE | EVA:2 | BH:10 | HB: 41 | REC: 6 | RISK: 6 | FLN: 12 | LD:19 | PROSP:3 | TXC-V: 24 [Assisting] «Col

The man would drink her scent and even kiss her forehead when given the opportunity, his eyes locked in a dark curiosity to her lethal little toys. The level of ingenuity, the creativity. Elegant, yet so simple. "I am...." He'd look to his hand leaving little droplets in red taps, that didn't even compute as he'd gotten so fixated on his thoughts flowing and bouncing ideas back and forth. He'd gesture with a pinched index and thumb on the unfucked hand: "I got a little swept up, scusa." Lancaster unfurls his fingers as she'd pull the bits of glass out, carefully wrapping it to which the man wo

text Post Action: ST-II > «Colossus» ID# 247607 | BD: 6 (5 +6+2, Hit!) | CD: 9 | [x15 +3] (32) = 576 -(75) MIT =501 DMG > «Colossus» +3 EN | Passive regen ST-B available! -(17 -2-1) EN | Well Rested 1/3 Head 2/3 ID# xxxxxxx | BD: x CD: x | «Colossus» > Dracul «Colossus» waits Dracul | HP: 605/605 | EN: 64/74 | DMG: 1 | MIT:127 | ACC:1 | TAUNT | THORNS:18 | BH:30 | REC: 4 | HLY: 6 | PARA | LD: 20 [Assisted] Ariel | HP: 941/941 | EN: 98/117 | DMG: 32 | MIT:0 | ACC:

text Post Action: RAW-A > «Colossus» ID# 247606 | BD: 8 (7 +1+2, Hit!) | CD: 11 | [x2] (1) = 2 -(75) MIT =1 +18 DMG > «Colossus» +3 EN | Passive regen -(10) EN THORNS:18 procc! 1/3 Chest Dracul | HP: 605/605 | EN: 64/74 | DMG: 1 | MIT:127 | ACC:1 | TAUNT | THORNS:18 | BH:30 | REC: 4 | HLY: 6 | PARA | LD: 20 [Assisted] Ariel | HP: 941/941 | EN: 109/117 | DMG: 32 | MIT:0 | ACC:6 | AA | PHASE | EVA:2 | BH:10 | HB: 41 | REC: 6 | RISK: 6 | FLN: 12 | LD:19 | PROSP:3 | TXC-V: 24 [Assisting] «C

text Post Action: Resist [Shake] ID# 247605 | LD: 7 +19 > 1 | Resisted! ST-II available! +3 EN | Passive regen ID# xxxxxx | BD: x CD: x | «Colossus» > Dracul «Colossus» waits [5]Dracul | HP: 605/605 | EN: 73/74 | DMG: 1 | MIT:127 | ACC:1 | TAUNT | THORNS:18 | BH:30 | REC: 4 | HLY: 6 | PARA | LD: 20 [Assisted] [0]Ariel | HP: 941/941 | EN: 109/117 | DMG: 32 | MIT:0 | ACC:6 | AA | PHASE | EVA:2 | BH:10 | HB: 41 | REC: 6 | RISK: 6 | FLN: 12 | LD:19 | PROSP:3 | TXC-V: 24 [Assisting]

TEXT Post Action: Resist Shake ID# 247604 | LD: 1 +20 > 1 | Resisted! +3 EN | Passive regen Dracul | HP: 605/605 | EN: 73/74 | DMG: 1 | MIT:127 | ACC:1 | TAUNT | THORNS:18 | BH:30 | REC: 4 | HLY: 6 | PARA | LD: 20 [Assisted] Ariel | HP: 941/941 | EN: 106/117 | DMG: 32 | MIT:0 | ACC:6 | AA | PHASE | EVA:2 | BH:10 | HB: 41 | REC: 6 | RISK: 6 | FLN: 12 | LD:19 | PROSP:3 | TXC-V: 24 [Assisting] «Colossus» | HP: 995/1400 | MIT: 75 | EVA: -2

Chaos ruled the Colossus's crown. The walking mountain shook itself with world-breaking fury, its skull a storm of shearing rock and screaming winds that stole breath. Each step made the obsidian platform buck like a wild thing. Ariel held fast, Nihilim’s Wrath buried deep in stone, muscles burning. Millicent clung to her back, arms locked around her waist, face pressed into Ariel’s coat. Ash scoured their skin, stinging eyes and choking lungs with sulfur and ancient dust. Then— A raw roar ripped through the chaos: "ACKNOWLEDGE ME, QUARRY!" Dracul’s voice. Focused Howl. It echoed

The heart nexus pulsed—a diseased sun searing my retinas, its light bleeding into the Kro-tainted gloom. Darius braced beside me on the narrow basalt spur, knuckles bone-white against the rock. Above, chaos reigned. The Colossus’s skull had whipped sideways in a blur of rage, and Ariel’s health bar had flickered crimson at the edge of my vision like a warning flare before stabilizing. Millicent’s scanner chime echoed down through the titan’s cavernous innards—a tinny shriek of triumph and terror. They struck. They carved into it. The realization was a poison-tipped arrow: pride for the party,

The crown of the Colossus was a shattered altar to Kro’s corruption. Ariel knelt on obsidian shards, the head weak point pulsing inches away—a lattice of molten fissures seething with blackened energy. Millicent braced against a stone spire, scanners whirring as she mapped the unstable pattern. "Energy flux increasing! The binding is... vibrating! Like a plucked wire!" Instinct’s whisper: Strike the resonance. Ariel’s hand hovered over Nihilim’s Wrath’s hilt. Still cold. Still patient. Shadowflame slept. Precision needs no ornament. Below, the abyss churned—Dracul and Darius mere sparks a

Climbing this walking hell was like scaling a collapsing cathedral drunk. Every step sent tremors jarring up my spine, and Kro’s vapor clung to Oath’s light like tar, dimming its holy radiance to a sickly, jaundiced yellow. Darius moved ahead, unnervingly steady, his butler’s attire now gray with volcanic dust but still impeccably buttoned. "The nexus glows brighter, sir! We approach the crucible!" His relentless optimism was a dagger twist. Below, the abyss yawned—a sheer drop into rivers of molten rock where the Colossus’s "veins" pulsed with lazy, malevolent light. My stamina bar was a thin

The path to the Colossus’s crown was a vertical hellscape of shuddering rock and Kro’s suffocating breath. Ariel climbed with primal grace, fingers finding cracks in the basalt as if guided by the mountain’s own tremors. Millicent followed, scanners humming, her breaths shallow rasps against the toxic haze. Below, Dracul and Darius shrank to specks near the chest’s infernal glow—a molten star in the titan’s core. Ash rained ceaselessly, stinging exposed skin and gathering in the folds of their clothing like gray snow. The air itself resisted them, thick with the reek of sulphur and something o

Ariel’s orders hung in the stifling air, thick with the smell of scorched earth and that damned Kro-vapor. The heart nexus. A fitting target. Let my light scour its core. Ariel and Millicent were already scaling the inner slope towards the distant skull-crown, nimble as spiders on this impossible geology. Millicent’s scanner beam bobbed ahead of them, a tiny firefly in the titan’s guts. Darius adjusted his torn sleeve, his face serene despite the chaos. “Shall we, Master Dracul? The heart awaits.” His calm was infuriating. Didn’t he feel the leaden weight of this place? The sheer arroganc

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The Colossus’s indifference vanished like shattered obsidian. Its head, a faceless cliff of volcanic rock, pivoted towards Dracul’s defiant light. A low groan vibrated through the basalt beneath their boots – not a tremor, but a sound. Stone grinding on stone. Recognition. “Follow its wake,” Ariel commanded, voice cutting through the groan. She moved like a shadow over shifting scree, exploiting the momentary stillness after each earth-shaking step. Millicent scrambled behind, scanners whirring frantically. “Too close!” she gasped, as a falling boulder the size of a house pulverized a nea

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"You two seem to know each other." Her hand slipped into the pocket of her kimono, fingers brushing past folded parchment and a couple of teleport crystals before finding the wrapped treat she’d tucked in earlier. A faint grin tugged at the corner of her mouth—barely visible, but real. "Should I have come better prepared?" she added dryly. "Brought a leash, maybe?" She pulled out two sticks of hanami dango, pastel pink and green, and held them out to the others without ceremony. “Seasonal,” she said, as if that explained everything. “Don’t drop them. They’re real... as real as i

Ash. Bloody, relentless ash. It coated my armor like grimy snow, seeped into my mouth, and made Oath’s holy light flicker like a guttering candle. I stepped through the gate into a wasteland that reeked of Kro’s cheap theatrics—sulphur and despair. Ariel stood ahead, a statue in the gray, already dissecting the hellscape with those unnerving silver eyes. Darius fussed with his cuffs. Millicent muttered about "atmospheric corruption vectors." Typical. Then I saw it. The Colossus wasn’t a monster. It was geography with a grudge. A mountain range ripped from Aincrad’s code and set march