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Prep Phase Gungnir's Shard - T4 MIT Feast Consumed Gungnir's Shard - Blue Cow Consumed Gungnir's Shard - A Six Pack o' Cold Ones Consumed Gungnir's Shard - Egg McLargeHuge Consumed

Filling Gungnir's Shard obtained here with: Name: Egg McLargeHuge Profession/Rank: 10 ID/Roll: 257582 | Combining - 257220c, 257224 Item Type: Feast Tier: N/A Quality: Rare Enhancements: Protein II Description: A suspiciously six-portioned egg. Link: https://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/17990-f01grandmaster-cook/?do=findComment&comment=704529&_rid=8792 obtained here

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Purchasing: 1 Gungnir's Shard -10 Mon

And really, this was all Sin wanted. To be someone people could rely upon. Whether it be in a fight or shot-calling a party or whatever. Being a loner had taken its toll. It had been a survival tactic. But it was much more difficult than it needed to be. Life, in general, was harder when you didn’t have people around you to uplift you. Shore up your weaknesses. To have your back as hard and as you had theirs. She could only smile. “Thanks, guys,” She said. A rare moment where she conducted herself with none of her bravado. That type of sincerity that ached in the moment. “Really, I m

"Nah babe! That was perfect!" And it was. Lysette opened the way for Abellio to take on the boss. Without her army to protect her, the Witch of the West was a sitting duck. Abellio dashed across the way, a red blur as he closed the distance between himself and the witch. His first strike was a stun, aimed to capitalize on their momentum. It had been a hell of a showing - from Sin and Lysette. It really did bring a smile to his face. Especially Lysette. Knowing how she was when she first started fighting and seeing her now was simply a treat. And he couldn't let himself be caught lacking.

“Yeah,” Abellio said, nodding in agreement with Vitalis. “I’m sure you did your research.” Sin had. Extensively. Honestly, it took an incredible amount of time to nail down a quest that was simple, safe, and useful enough for them to take on. And this was the only source of a potion of this kind - that increased these stats. At least, as far as the Info Brokers knew. She went to a ton of them. But it was nice to know that her efforts were appreciated. She was no Frontliner. And she didn’t have extensive knowledge of the Quest List like Oscar did. But she did know the right people. Bl

Abellio caught the item in midair. He whipped around, bringing his sword low and hooking it under the dragon’s chin. With a powerful thrust, he slammed the creature’s mouth shut. The stream of flame stopped suddenly. He spared one glance towards Warren, relieved when he didn’t look all that worse for wear. Ripping his sword from the dragon’s flesh, he tossed the crystal into the air and struck. The trajectory of his attack cleaved right through the crystal. Lighting struck his weapon - Divine Rancor erupted into white flame. Now wielding the power of the heavens, Abellio pointed his sword

As the winds coalesced around Abellio, a new status effect appeared on his HUD. Hastened: Allows the Player to attack twice in a single round. “Holy shit,” Abellio said. “How long have you been holding onto this one, Vitalis?” Vitalis exhaled heavily, his eyes flicking up to his energy bar. It was barely hanging on by a thread. “A while. Energy cost is insane. I don’t even think I could cast a heal right now. So make sure you guys make this count.” If it had been any group other than this one - Vitalis would have thought twice. Abellio nodded, immediately taking off to

Sunlight had just begun to filter into Lysette’s apartment as the sun rose over Florenthia. A shaft of light settled on his eyes, the warmth and the radiance gently rousing Abellio from his slumber. He stretched out, rubbing his eyes as he fought the entire concept of waking up. He let his arm fall, draping over Lysette’s slumbering frame to his left. Without opening his eyes, he rolled over. His embrace tightened as he cozied up to her. Skin on skin, his head pressed to the back of her head. She stirred. “Watch your hand,” she mumbled groggily. “Unless you want to start something.”