Chapter 88: 87: I'm curious
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Shev's POV
I, Shev Ransden, otherwise known as Ransden the snake, had never in all my Thirty five years, cared for another. If I had not been paid by that fellow, why do I have to suffer like this?.
After making my way towards the white mountains, it hadn't been up to 40 minutes, I received Cail's distress signal.
'I have to go back?' I frowned while staring at the long road behind me, "What could have possibly gone wrong?"
"Damn it All!!, I won't bother making the trip today...This better be important", While complaining, I Increased my speed as my abnormal reflex kicked in. no matter how I jumped or ran within the forest, I always found my balance.
Yes, the reason I was called Ransden the snake, is simply because of two reasons... I was one of the lucky ones born with two skills, One I called the and the other I call .
allows me to see Heat signatures with my left eye. Indeed, the reason I was abandoned as a child was because of this same eyes, My right eye was brown while the left eye remained pale green.
We were too poor to have me inspected at the mages tower and my parents were to afraid to even have...
In that moment the quiet had become like icy drips onto already cold skin. I stopped, ears straining.
'I'm sure this is the camp', I had this thought, until I saw the mangled bodies. on the other side, at about a 100 meters ahead, a black haired Orc with golden irises, rested on an abnormally huge wolf. He stared at me with interest and suddenly, I had a feeling that I had become a prey.
Before I could register the feeling, another one came from the side, topless with a series of Black tattoos on his arm and left c.h.e.s.t. He looked at me for a second and turned to the Golden eyed orc while speaking with disappointment, "Brother, He doesn't look strong".
The golden eyed Orc shook his head and said with a grin, "No, He's very strong, just watch".
Although I understand the Orcish language, I didn't understand what he meant by 'Just watch'.
It was at this moment, I was filled with intense horror and disgust. Above all, shock. Shocked at how swiftly it managed to startle and paralyze me. A violent disturbance of the mind, emotions. It had caused phenomenal devastation. As anyone would have realized by now, this was a well-plotted ambush and was highly diabolic. an Unimaginable damage could come from this attack, and for the first time, I felt misery that surpassed description...But.
My body once again moved on it's own, dodging the malicious attack...
Only one thought, remained true in my head, 'Since when do Orcs use sneak attacks'.
Torug's POV,
'Ah! beautiful strike!, She just keeps getting better and better' While I laughed internally, I couldn't help feeling surprised by how 'Shev' was still able to dodge the strike. Then I couldn't help recalling his stats,
[Name: Shev Ransden (Ransden the Snake)
Race: Human(Aura Seeker)
Level: 29(Order of the second circle)
Power rating: 22113+2000(Equipment Bonus)
Relationship: Member of the Black purse, Black purse executioner(Thann's end Branch).
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral.]
'He's only a step away from the third circle, this would be a good learning experience for all of us, best have them fight him one after the other.' With this thought I turned to Moz who was looking at Shev with venom, She's the lowest level amongst us, so let her try her best first.
"Shev yes?, here's the thing... I'm sure you are aware of your situation" I spoke slowly while mentally ordering alpha, to have the wolves circle 150 meters around us. They might not be able to kill him at once, but they could slow and injure him.
He finally noticed our complete numbers, 'ah God bless the system for the stealth, too bad he seemed to be able to spot Moz before.
"and I know you are a smart man...So!" I interlocked my fingers and stood 10 meters from him, "I'll strike a deal with you, after all, am an Orc of my word".
"You could fight all of us at the same time, or?!, I'll have you fight three of us, one at a time for fifteen minutes each!, if you can live through it, I'll let you go" I explained in a calm manner.
"And if I end up killing anyone of you?" He asks, while eying the wolves.
Hearing his question, I couldn't help laughing out loud, it sounded rather malicious but I couldn't help it. " It means He or she is weak, I won't take account, you have my word".
He looked around, probably gauging our individual strength. after a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "I accept your deal!".
As soon as he said those words, the wolves howled to the sky, making him flinch.
"Very well" with that I explained my thoughts to the others and they agreed immediately, Urim was really itching for a fight, so they ended up arguing on who would go first.
"Moz would go first" I stated curtly, Urim grunted slightly but I didn't even bother to scold him, I simply said to no one in particular but I'm sure Moz would understand what I meant, "I'm curious to see how you would do in a frontal battle".
"She would be your first opponent" I said to Shev while picking up the repeating cross bow, to inspect.
it was masterfully crafted repeating crossbow that had been remarkably constructed of excellent ironoak(A/N: a type of metal tree, found in the Orc lands).
Its string is made from superior grass fiber, it's an extremely rare material around these parts of the world.
The limbs have been decorated with ornate golden details and end in points shaped like dragon heads. The stock is wrapped in linen and decorated with intricate thread work.
The wide quiver is made from woven natural fibres and is supposed to be worn around the archer's back. The outer side has been decorated with gilded linings, which may be of greater significance to the archer than to others.
In the hands of a novice archer this bow is capable of firing arrows up to 22 meters while still retaining lethal power.
No wonder it was so troublesome, if not for my , this would have been lethal.
'I might as well gift it to one of Torrelsav's daughters' I quickly store it in my inventory and brought my attention to the impending battle. Both parties remained standing at about 20 meters apart, Moz was almost a head taller than him.
None of them seemed ready to take action but I could tell that Shev was feeling impatient.
'that's good' I thought.
While I was thinking to myself, the battle begun. Shev ran forward and I could feel the Mana within him, turn chaotic. I quickly used and found something interesting, there's something attached to his soul. it looked like a leech but not quite the same...
"Hehe, are you having fun" I muttered to myself while I began to come up with a plan.
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Shev's POV
I, Shev Ransden, otherwise known as Ransden the snake, had never in all my Thirty five years, cared for another. If I had not been paid by that fellow, why do I have to suffer like this?.
After making my way towards the white mountains, it hadn't been up to 40 minutes, I received Cail's distress signal.
'I have to go back?' I frowned while staring at the long road behind me, "What could have possibly gone wrong?"
"Damn it All!!, I won't bother making the trip today...This better be important", While complaining, I Increased my speed as my abnormal reflex kicked in. no matter how I jumped or ran within the forest, I always found my balance.
Yes, the reason I was called Ransden the snake, is simply because of two reasons... I was one of the lucky ones born with two skills, One I called the and the other I call .
allows me to see Heat signatures with my left eye. Indeed, the reason I was abandoned as a child was because of this same eyes, My right eye was brown while the left eye remained pale green.
We were too poor to have me inspected at the mages tower and my parents were to afraid to even have...
In that moment the quiet had become like icy drips onto already cold skin. I stopped, ears straining.
'I'm sure this is the camp', I had this thought, until I saw the mangled bodies. on the other side, at about a 100 meters ahead, a black haired Orc with golden irises, rested on an abnormally huge wolf. He stared at me with interest and suddenly, I had a feeling that I had become a prey.
Before I could register the feeling, another one came from the side, topless with a series of Black tattoos on his arm and left c.h.e.s.t. He looked at me for a second and turned to the Golden eyed orc while speaking with disappointment, "Brother, He doesn't look strong".
The golden eyed Orc shook his head and said with a grin, "No, He's very strong, just watch".
Although I understand the Orcish language, I didn't understand what he meant by 'Just watch'.
It was at this moment, I was filled with intense horror and disgust. Above all, shock. Shocked at how swiftly it managed to startle and paralyze me. A violent disturbance of the mind, emotions. It had caused phenomenal devastation. As anyone would have realized by now, this was a well-plotted ambush and was highly diabolic. an Unimaginable damage could come from this attack, and for the first time, I felt misery that surpassed description...But.
My body once again moved on it's own, dodging the malicious attack...
Only one thought, remained true in my head, 'Since when do Orcs use sneak attacks'.
Torug's POV,
'Ah! beautiful strike!, She just keeps getting better and better' While I laughed internally, I couldn't help feeling surprised by how 'Shev' was still able to dodge the strike. Then I couldn't help recalling his stats,
[Name: Shev Ransden (Ransden the Snake)
Race: Human(Aura Seeker)
Level: 29(Order of the second circle)
Power rating: 22113+2000(Equipment Bonus)
Relationship: Member of the Black purse, Black purse executioner(Thann's end Branch).
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral.]
'He's only a step away from the third circle, this would be a good learning experience for all of us, best have them fight him one after the other.' With this thought I turned to Moz who was looking at Shev with venom, She's the lowest level amongst us, so let her try her best first.
"Shev yes?, here's the thing... I'm sure you are aware of your situation" I spoke slowly while mentally ordering alpha, to have the wolves circle 150 meters around us. They might not be able to kill him at once, but they could slow and injure him.
He finally noticed our complete numbers, 'ah God bless the system for the stealth, too bad he seemed to be able to spot Moz before.
"and I know you are a smart man...So!" I interlocked my fingers and stood 10 meters from him, "I'll strike a deal with you, after all, am an Orc of my word".
"You could fight all of us at the same time, or?!, I'll have you fight three of us, one at a time for fifteen minutes each!, if you can live through it, I'll let you go" I explained in a calm manner.
"And if I end up killing anyone of you?" He asks, while eying the wolves.
Hearing his question, I couldn't help laughing out loud, it sounded rather malicious but I couldn't help it. " It means He or she is weak, I won't take account, you have my word".
He looked around, probably gauging our individual strength. after a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "I accept your deal!".
As soon as he said those words, the wolves howled to the sky, making him flinch.
"Very well" with that I explained my thoughts to the others and they agreed immediately, Urim was really itching for a fight, so they ended up arguing on who would go first.
"Moz would go first" I stated curtly, Urim grunted slightly but I didn't even bother to scold him, I simply said to no one in particular but I'm sure Moz would understand what I meant, "I'm curious to see how you would do in a frontal battle".
"She would be your first opponent" I said to Shev while picking up the repeating cross bow, to inspect.
it was masterfully crafted repeating crossbow that had been remarkably constructed of excellent ironoak(A/N: a type of metal tree, found in the Orc lands).
Its string is made from superior grass fiber, it's an extremely rare material around these parts of the world.
The limbs have been decorated with ornate golden details and end in points shaped like dragon heads. The stock is wrapped in linen and decorated with intricate thread work.
The wide quiver is made from woven natural fibres and is supposed to be worn around the archer's back. The outer side has been decorated with gilded linings, which may be of greater significance to the archer than to others.
In the hands of a novice archer this bow is capable of firing arrows up to 22 meters while still retaining lethal power.
No wonder it was so troublesome, if not for my , this would have been lethal.
'I might as well gift it to one of Torrelsav's daughters' I quickly store it in my inventory and brought my attention to the impending battle. Both parties remained standing at about 20 meters apart, Moz was almost a head taller than him.
None of them seemed ready to take action but I could tell that Shev was feeling impatient.
'that's good' I thought.
While I was thinking to myself, the battle begun. Shev ran forward and I could feel the Mana within him, turn chaotic. I quickly used and found something interesting, there's something attached to his soul. it looked like a leech but not quite the same...
"Hehe, are you having fun" I muttered to myself while I began to come up with a plan.
Shev's POV I, Shev Ransden, otherwise known as Ransden the snake, had never in all my Thirty five years, cared for another. If I had not been paid by that fellow, why do I have to suffer like this?. After making my way towards the white mountains, it hadn't been up to 40 minutes, I received Cail's distress signal. 'I have to go back?' I frowned while staring at the long road behind me, "What could have possibly gone wrong?" "Damn it All!!, I won't bother making the trip today...This better be important", While complaining, I Increased my speed as my abnormal reflex kicked in. no matter how I jumped or ran within the forest, I always found my balance. Yes, the reason I was called Ransden the snake, is simply because of two reasons... I was one of the lucky ones born with two skills, One I called the and the other I call . allows me to see Heat signatures with my left eye. Indeed, the reason I was abandoned as a child was because of this same eyes, My right eye was brown while the left eye remained pale green. We were too poor to have me inspected at the mages tower and my parents were to afraid to even have... In that moment the quiet had become like icy drips onto already cold skin. I stopped, ears straining. 'I'm sure this is the camp', I had this thought, until I saw the mangled bodies. on the other side, at about a 100 meters ahead, a black haired Orc with golden irises, rested on an abnormally huge wolf. He stared at me with interest and suddenly, I had a feeling that I had become a prey. Before I could register the feeling, another one came from the side, topless with a series of Black tattoos on his arm and left c.h.e.s.t. He looked at me for a second and turned to the Golden eyed orc while speaking with disappointment, "Brother, He doesn't look strong". The golden eyed Orc shook his head and said with a grin, "No, He's very strong, just watch". Although I understand the Orcish language, I didn't understand what he meant by 'Just watch'. It was at this moment, I was filled with intense horror and disgust. Above all, shock. Shocked at how swiftly it managed to startle and paralyze me. A violent disturbance of the mind, emotions. It had caused phenomenal devastation. As anyone would have realized by now, this was a well-plotted ambush and was highly diabolic. an Unimaginable damage could come from this attack, and for the first time, I felt misery that surpassed description...But. My body once again moved on it's own, dodging the malicious attack... Only one thought, remained true in my head, 'Since when do Orcs use sneak attacks'. Torug's POV, 'Ah! beautiful strike!, She just keeps getting better and better' While I laughed internally, I couldn't help feeling surprised by how 'Shev' was still able to dodge the strike. Then I couldn't help recalling his stats, Name: Shev Ransden Ransden the Snake Race: HumanAura Seeker Level: 29Order of the second circle Power rating: 22113+2000Equipment Bonus Relationship: Member of the Black purse, Black purse executionerThann's end Branch. Alignment: Chaotic Neutral. 'He's only a step away from the third circle, this would be a good learning experience for all of us, best have them fight him one after the other.' With this thought I turned to Moz who was looking at Shev with venom, She's the lowest level amongst us, so let her try her best first. "Shev yes?, here's the thing... I'm sure you are aware of your situation" I spoke slowly while mentally ordering alpha, to have the wolves circle 150 meters around us. They might not be able to kill him at once, but they could slow and injure him. He finally noticed our complete numbers, 'ah God bless the system for the stealth, too bad he seemed to be able to spot Moz before. "and I know you are a smart man...So!" I interlocked my fingers and stood 10 meters from him, "I'll strike a deal with you, after all, am an Orc of my word". "You could fight all of us at the same time, or?!, I'll have you fight three of us, one at a time for fifteen minutes each!, if you can live through it, I'll let you go" I explained in a calm manner. "And if I end up killing anyone of you?" He asks, while eying the wolves. Hearing his question, I couldn't help laughing out loud, it sounded rather malicious but I couldn't help it. " It means He or she is weak, I won't take account, you have my word". He looked around, probably gauging our individual strength. after a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "I accept your deal!". As soon as he said those words, the wolves howled to the sky, making him flinch. "Very well" with that I explained my thoughts to the others and they agreed immediately, Urim was really itching for a fight, so they ended up arguing on who would go first. "Moz would go first" I stated curtly, Urim grunted slightly but I didn't even bother to scold him, I simply said to no one in particular but I'm sure Moz would understand what I meant, "I'm curious to see how you would do in a frontal battle". "She would be your first opponent" I said to Shev while picking up the repeating cross bow, to inspect. it was masterfully crafted repeating crossbow that had been remarkably constructed of excellent ironoakA/N: a type of metal tree, found in the Orc lands. Its string is made from superior grass fiber, it's an extremely rare material around these parts of the world. The limbs have been decorated with ornate golden details and end in points shaped like dragon heads.The stock is wrapped in linen and decorated with intricate thread work. The wide quiver is made from woven natural fibres and is supposed to be worn around the archer's back. The outer side has been decorated with gilded linings, which may be of greater significance to the archer than to others. In the hands of a novice archer this bow is capable of firing arrows up to 22 meters while still retaining lethal power. No wonder it was so troublesome, if not for my , this would have been lethal. 'I might as well gift it to one of Torrelsav's daughters' I quickly store it in my inventory and brought my attention to the impending battle. Both parties remained standing at about 20 meters apart, Moz was almost a head taller than him. None of them seemed ready to take action but I could tell that Shev was feeling impatient. 'that's good' I thought. While I was thinking to myself, the battle begun. Shev ran forward and I could feel the Mana within him, turn chaotic. I quickly used and found something interesting, there's something attached to his soul. it looked like a leech but not quite the same... "Hehe, are you having fun" I muttered to myself while I began to come up with a plan.
