Chapter Thirty - 030

Chapter Thirty - 030

15 Minutes Ago:

"AAHH!" The young woman screamed and jumped away from Pit, who had Skulked up toward her back.

"Yeah, he's pretty sneaky," Felix chuckled to himself, before wincing at the sudden movement.

Status Condition: Strained Shoulder (Minor)

Status Condition: Bleeding (Major)

Health: 74/470

Shit.

Felix reached into his pack and pulled out a few sprigs of yarrow, chewing them down quickly. He watched as his Health jumped up, tick after tick, and reached for more. But he was out. All he had left in his bag was his side knife, his enchanted rope, a bunch of loose papers, and that bulky cigar box. He suddenly noticed a large hole in the bottom of the bag. He frowned as he remembered the Arcid's rough handling of the satchel.

Double shit. All my herbs...

His Health steadied out at around 70%.

Guess that'll have to do, for now.

With a grunt, he hopped over the giant's corpse and made his way over to the young woman. He swung his arms, trying to loosen the tightness in his shoulder. Lazy had hit him pretty hard back there, if it weren't for Armored Skin he'd have probably lost the arm. Idly, Felix pulled up his notifications editing it mentally until it only contained the max gains.

Armored Skin is level 14!

Pain Resistance is level 27!

Corrosive Strike is level 15!

Shadow Whip is level 11!

Acid Stream is level 22!

Influence of the Wisp is level 21!

Physical Conditioning is level 18!

Unarmed Mastery is level 24!

Acting is level 5!

Make An Entrance is level 3!

+5 STR

+2 END

+10 VIT

+2 AGL

New Skill Learned!

Blunt Weapon Mastery , level 1!

Swords and fists are good and all, but why use those when you could be using a big fuck-off mace? Skill Level increases proficiency.

Blunt Weapon Mastery is level 3!

What a haul. Maybe clearing out all the Risi won't be such a bad--

"Step back, creature!"

Felix looked up to find the young woman and Pit circling one another, the tenku warbling confusedly while the woman held a long knife in a strange grip.

"You!" She oriented on him, suddenly including Felix in her defensive gestures. "Who are you?"

Taken aback, Felix said the wittiest thing he could manage.

"Uhh-"

"No, it matters little now," she brushed the question off. "Help dispatch this foul chimera!" She whirled back toward Pit, who had tried walking over to Felix and who now cowered under her glare, his primaries dragging on the ground.

"Hey, no don't do that," Felix raised his hands and stepped up to the lady, keen to explain. "Pit is a-"

"YAH!" With a panicked cry, she spun and planted the knife directly into his chest. Or she tried to. Felix watched her move as if underwater, his Perception catching her attack before it even started. That she was attacking him was a surprise, but honestly Felix was more preoccupied with the advent of blue and gold shimmers at the corners of his vision. His mind...tingled, warm like his legs after a short run, primed almost. With an almost casual motion, he lifted his bare hand and awkwardly deflected the woman's knife, dislodging it from her grip to clatter to the stones below.

"That must be Atar." She paused, sucking in a sudden breath as she must have noticed the lights reflecting in the ruins ahead. "They're all fighting, I can hear them! Come quickly!"

Shooting her a curious look, Felix easily outpaced her, even with the giant club. Pit chirruped curiously at him.

"Don't know what we're getting into, buddy. But keep an eye out and stay to the side. Things might get weird for a while." Felix felt his chest grow warm, that bundle of emotion that he recognized as his connection to his companion swelling and shifting. He was coming to recognize the feeling meant agreement.

Companion Pact is level 11!

Moments later, Felix crested the ruins of a two story building that had collapsed, turning its second floor into a strange ramp. Once there, he had a clear view of a fierce battle. Nearby, a figure in full plate armor was duking it out with a blue skinned Risi, one he almost didn't recognize due to the preponderance of bloody injuries. It was Young, the smoother skinned giant that left with Wounded. Speaking of Wounded, they were getting their ass handed to him by another armored warrior, this one wielding dual shields on their arms. As he watched, he saw the person pick up a boulder the size of Felix's torso and chuck it at the giant. It exploded in a brilliant shower of jagged shards.

Felix felt a chill. These people were strong. He didn't think he'd survive an explosion like that, even with his Armored Skin.

The rest of the battlefield was dominated by a much larger giant with an icy axe that didn't seem to be doing much, and a fourth Risi Warrior battling two humans. One of them was using some sort of chain to whip and bind the giant, with little success; she was also remarkably...flippy. Acrobatic, that's the word. She's good, way better than me.

The other fighter was a young man with curling blond locks and disheveled robes. He was busy conjuring small orbs of fire that he'd then sling at the Risi from behind. He didn't look to be in great condition, robes torn and stained by blood.

Fire mage, huh? He hadn't worked with fire yet. Maybe the kid would let him learn.

A sudden, explosive boom diverted Felix's attention back to the center of the field. The shield warrior had somehow blown up the ground itself, and had put up a...magical force field? Agog, he was so focused on the swirling shield of yellow energy that he nearly missed the movement of the big axe wielding giant leader. It had hefted it's massive ice axe and was running toward the mage, lifting the weapon to deliver a devastating blow.

Felix panicked. He looked around the field, noticing that nearly everyone else was preoccupied.

No way I can make it over there in time...

Felix saw ice start to encroach up the mage's body, and a quick glance told him the giant leader had cast something. Streams of purple-white Mana radiated of its hulking frame, and its ice axe started glowing as well as it stepped ever closer.

What if I...no, I could--

The giant made a final leap, pulling its axe high into the air.

"Damn it!" Felix hauled back and, like he was doing a hammer throw, spun and released the massive club he'd looted. It felt like throwing an I-beam, and Felix staggered a few steps as the club whirled off into the darkness. Thankfully his Perception, Strength, and Dexterity were good enough that the club flew true, and it smashed hard into the ice covered ground at the mage's feet. Almost at the same time, the giant's ice axe cleaved into the ground, sending the boy flying off over a dozen feet.

Thrown Weapons Mastery is level 10!

"Holy shit," Felix gasped, wide eyed. I almost hit that guy!

"Avel's Eyes, how did you do that at this range?" Vessilia had come up behind him while he winced. He turned and saw her face; she looked impressed.

"Uh, practice, I guess," Felix managed.

"Vess!?"

The cry came from below, specifically from the chain-wielding woman with the sky high Acrobatics level. Felix saw Vessilia's face brighten and she waved as the chain-wielder continued to dodge her opponents attacks. Felix took a breath as a wounded giant lumbered closer to them, pushed back by the axe wielding man.

"Time to help, yeah?" Vessilia nodded and they both turned back. Once he was ten feet away or so, Felix turned and dashed back toward the edge.

"See you down there!"

"W-what? Wait!"

Felix jumped.

Reign of Vellus!

Blue light flashed as he fell, arcs of lightning rising up to meet him. He slowed, then landed with a muffled THUD, knees bent. Felix quirked his mouth to the side. That was easier than before.

Then the giant was on him.

Wounded badly and wielding their metal club, the Risi Warrior roared in rage at Felix, charging him with what he was coming to understand was a characteristic gusto. Felix braced, ready to dodge or strike or cast, but found it was unnecessary. An armored blur shifted before him, slashing twin blazes of silver light at the blue behemoth before resolving into a warrior with two axes. The Risi's left arm and neck were suddenly bisected.

Blue blood rained down on the both of them.

"Gross," Felix grimaced, then smiled at the warrior. "Hi, I'm Felix."

The warrior grunted and flicked his two axes, wicking the blood off them and onto the ground. They wore a strange frog-mouth helmet, and it made them look like a medieval murderbot a little bit. Felix felt his palms start to sweat as they tilted their head, looking up. Felix followed their eyes, seeing Vessilia leaning over the edge in surprise.

"He with you?" The murderbot's voice was surprisingly deep and raspy. Vessilia nodded.

"Yes! He helped me, Harn!"

The murderbot (Harn, he supposed) grunted and turned back toward the battle. "You helping us too, little mage?"

Felix swallowed. "That's the idea." Harn nodded, and started running toward the next giant.

Felix followed, excitement rising unbidden.