Chapter 103: Copyettes

Chapter 103: Copyettes

The third level was quite different from the ones before. Stone gave way to veins of raw quartz emerging from walls and columns alike. Only the floor remained the same old path of grey stone. No one said a word upon entering the first chamber. Everyone in the party knew that this was ittheir final trial. The next guardian would determine whether they would earn a mentor or would remain solo until the next selection.

Dallion, too, was wondering what the final outcome would be. Judging by the way Vend had reacted to his harpsichord headache, the man clearly knew a thing or two about the skillsand also was far less stuffy than the Adzorgs echo. Getting him as a mentor, or pretty much anyone of that caliber, would be a huge benefit.

No doubt being in a city very different from life in Dherma village. When Dallion had initially awakened, it had taken him a total of three days to discover everything there was. Nerosal, on the other hand, remained enormous, and not only in terms of city size. There were so many things that Dallion hadnt even imagined, more than the glimpses he had seen in Aspions memories. He could only speculate how many more layers existed.

I see something, Falkner whispered, as he stopped, hand raised. Dallion had taken the time to teach him a few military signs to keep the entire cave from learning what they were doing. It was refreshing how quick the rest of the group had picked on his advice. If Dallion had been with such a group of newbies when playing online games, he would have reached the top leagues in a matter of days.

Arthurows summoned his shield. The rest also drew their weapons.

Its hiding behind the columns, Falkner continued. I cant tell what it is from this distance.

What do you think? Cellano turned to Dallion. After the last guardian encounter, even he had started treating him as the party leadera role Dallion felt unexpectedly comfortable with.

"Its not fast, and its not hidden, so it must be smart, Dallion said. Any idea what smart creatures could be out there?

Thats a bit vague, Bel noted. Lots of things have high mind levels.

Copyettes, Arthurows said. Has to be copyettes.

Copyettes? Dallion blinked. If this was what he was thinking it was, there might be serious problems.

Come on, Bel snorted. Mimics can only be guardians. Theres no way well be facing a copyette here.

There have been sightings. Besides, this is a sphere item. Everythings possible.

Give it a break with the conspiracy theories, Bel smirked. All copyette sightings have been debunked. And how come its always one person whos seen one?

Just because its a conspiracy doesnt mean it isnt true. They are out there, youre just too closed minded to see.

Yeah. Next, youll be saying that theyre walking among us, right?

Arthurows didnt reply, but it was no secret he wasnt happy. If it wasnt for the present danger, no doubt more words would be exchanged. There was no guarantee that an argument would break out even now. Arthurows was currently biding his time, but Dallion had seen far too many MMO flame wars break out to know where this was going, he also knew he had to act.

Seriously, what are copyettes? he raised his voice just a fraction.

Everyone except Vend looked at him with momentary uncertainty. A few seconds later, Arthurowss facial muscles relaxed.

They are one of the imprisoned races, Arthurows began. You know how each race was created by one of the Seven Moons?

Dallion nodded. That much he had read.

The copyettes were one of those races. Since they had the gift of magic, they were pretty powerful, and because of that they wanted more. Each decade they would increase their domains by subjugating more and more of the other races, but that wasnt enough. Wanting to take over the world, they started systematically conquering city after city, until everyone else formed an alliance against them. The War of Disparityin which hundreds of minor and higher nobles merged into one won. The Empire was born, and the copyettes were sentenced to be forever imprisoned within the awakened realms, cursed to live there as item guardians. However, not all of them were caught.

With these numbers of enemies, it was going to prove more effective than a dartbow. The rest shared his opinion, for they did the same. Even Bel took out a pair of daggers he had never seen her use before. Of course, Arthurows was the big surprise summoning a two part-sword which looked remarkably similar to the one Dallion had seen in the hands of Dame Vesuvia. The only difference was that Arthurows split his in two, holding each in one hand.

A ring of red and green markers filled the area around the group. Then the goblin hordes charged. Defend and counterattack, that was the only way victory could be gained. Initially, the exercise was difficultevery member had to adjust to the actions of everyone else. Thankfully, thats where the markers came into play. Being able to see the attack and defend options of the rest, Dallionalong with everyone elsehad the freedom to do what he thought best within the confines of his own combat space. It was almost like breakdancing in a group.

The more goblins came, the better the coordination between party members got. While clunky at first, they quickly adapted to the new dynamics, building the actions of their party members.

Dallion swung his weapon along a wide arc as Bel followed up, throwing a host of knives at the enemies that were out of reach. In game terms, Dallion provided her with space, and in return she gave him time to perform another arc slash without fearing damage.

Falkner and Arthurows had formed another team in their own unique fashion. At first glance there seemed to be no logic or coordination between their actions, each striking enemies at random while skipping others. After ten seconds, though, one would notice that none of the goblins had managed to perform a single strike.

And in the middle of all that stood Vends echo, observing with an academic, almost bored expression. Every now and again, his lips would twitch, as he itched to give advice on how to deal with the situation, but restraining himself so as not to ruin the test.

Meanwhile, Cellano was a thing of his own. The epitome of a solo player, if there was one, he hacked and slashed his way through the goblin packs, largely aided by the fact that they had little interest in him. Not only were the creatures proven they could be cunning, but they had worked out that killing Vend would bring them victory. To achieve this, they had all rushed towards the main group, avoiding Cellano altogether.

As the fight continued, though, one thing kept bothering Dallion.

Can anyone see what creatures they are? he shouted, while doing another arc slash.

The goblins had been reduced by two-thirds since the original ambush, and yet Dallion had yet to see a white rectangle.

Goblins, though no idea what type, Bel shouted back.

Why isnt there any rectangle?

No idea.

And you dont find that strange? Her behavior reminded Dallion very much of that of his own fellow villagers back in Dherma, when they were under the influence of an echo. But there was no way that could be right. The Icepicker guild would never not notice that, and wouldnt be so cruel to place one of their own inside Bels room or would they?

Try to leave one alive.

The fighting continued. As the goblins decreased, their tactics changed. No longer relying on superior strength, they copied the partys approach, forming groups of five that mutually protected each other while simultaneously attacking. It wasnt a bad approach, but the enemies lacked both in skill and ferocity.

Falkner, go help Cellano mop up the rest, Dallion shouted. The rest of us will keep up the ring of protection. Remember, leave one breathing!

Okay. the boy leapt forward, slicing two groups of goblins as he did so. His skills were outright scary. Dallion, Bel, and Arthurows quickly filled in the gap.

Nice approach, though capturing one isnt part of the test, Vend said. I can tell you what youre fighting if you want.

And that wont cause us to fail? Dallion asked, suspicious of the sudden offer.

Its not like you wont find out soon enough. Arthurows was right. Youre fighting against a copyette.

Time seemed to stop as all three party members froze at those words. Even Arthurows remained petrified, as if surprised that his theory had turned out to be true.

Good job. They wont be able to surprise you anymore. With this youve pretty much made your way to the end of level three. All you need to do is to defeat the guardian and youll have passed the selection trial.