Chapter 293
If audio player doesn't work, press Stop then Play button again
Chapter 293
Waking up was always a good thing, no matter how much you ached at the moment. Upon finding that it was less than when he had passed out, Anton was quite glad. The pain had been on a level he could deal with, but the other effects had obviously made functioning difficult. He hadnt thought he would pass out though.
The unfamiliar location was made more acceptable by familiar sources of energy around him, and he was quite pleased to see that his companions were alive and well. Better than himself, despite the fact that they had seemed considerably worse. Chikere, for example, felt quite vibrant despite being about one-third decapitated only a few days before. He swung his legs over the side of the bed, looking around with his eyes. Lots of things scattered about the room.
His eyes settled on the only unfamiliar presence in the room about the time the figure spoke. How are you feeling? the old man asked.
Much better, thank you, Anton inclined his head to what he could only assume was the doctor who helped him- and the rest of them, it seemed. He felt traces of medicinal energy throughout all of them.
Good. You should be able to stand now. That means you can get up and let me have my bed back.
Despite the mans awful bedside manner, Anton had to agree that he was well enough to move about. And looking around, it didnt actually seem like they were in a proper doctors office. Just a room that he happened to bring them to.
The activity woke the others. Chikere was first to say anything, one hand still gripped on the hilt of her new sword. You were looking pretty bad for a while there, she commented.
Same with you, before that, Anton said. We didnt know if youd make it.
Kephalos interrupted, Id suggest you learn more about stitching if you do. Gonna have an ugly scar there, and itll be hell to take those stitches out. But thats not my problem, unless you want to make it that.
Its fine, I can cut them away when I need to, Chikere nodded. Then its just a matter of pulling them out.
And the ones inside?
Just gotta cut them real thin, she said.
Might work out, the man nodded. Either way, youll feel if youre causing actual damage. Now get going, got paid already.The origin of this chapter's debut can be traced to N0v3l--B1n.
Since his continued expertise seemed unneeded, they were happy enough to move out, though they had no specific target in mind for the moment. Their goal in coming to the area had been accomplished. More than that, even.
When they found a quiet place to talk- and made use of their energy to prevent people from easily overhearing- Anton asked about what happened while he was out. The summary wasnt that surprising, but they came back to the battle before it.
Hard to think we survived that, Anton commented. We shouldnt have, with the numbers against us. Even with Chikere, our chances against just that swordmaster werent great.
He wasnt a swordmaster, Chikere retorted. He just happened to be in Life Transformation. But if it was skill with swords, I outclassed him.
Anton trusted her to be accurate with that judgment. For all that her confidence could seem like arrogance, he had repeated knowledge of her effectiveness. Fair enough, he shrugged. But the rest of us you two have the talent, but the numbers should have overwhelmed us.
Looks like any more and she wouldnt have made it, Kseniya commented, looking at Chikeres neck. Wheres Rahayu? Dont tell me he
Ascended, actually, Anton offered. Which was his intention. I could tell you everything I experienced. It might help you.
I wish, she frowned. Im not sure my growth is sufficient to think about it. In terms of years, Im still closer to the first half of cultivation. It took Vandale almost a century to go from seventy stars to the end. Ill not be much better than that.
So long? Anton asked.
Fifty years would be amazing, Kseniya noted. Im sure youve felt the slowing already. Each star more difficult than the last. More potent too, but it wont be a quick road. None of us here will be ascending before this invasion, at least.
Id prefer to stay and fight anyway, Anton said. If I even could ascend.
Dont always believe old people, Kseniya said, well aware both she and Anton fit into that category in different ways. Everheart wasnt perfect. He could be wrong.
Not about this, Anton said. But it doesnt matter right now, does it?
Not really, Kseniya acknowledged. Im sure any elder would be glad to hear every detail of the ascension.
It was amazing, Chikere said. It was like Bwooo! Swish! she made the noises with her mouth, but the way she flicked her currently sheathed sword was a pretty fair reproduction. Like a painting of a great mountain, but at least accurate. And she could likely do better when serious.
Well then, we should go meet up with your granddaughters, Kseniya nodded. When I sensed you here I went ahead, but Im sure theyll have a few words for you. They were worried.
Im sure they didnt need to worry about me. Im fine, Anton said. Kseniya would doubtless see through that, but he didnt need the girls to know how close hed come to dying. And how it wasnt even in battle, but just because he pushed himself low enough to be vulnerable to the effects of Foulmarsh. He could hope that the fleeing members of the Twin Soul Sect had fallen prey to similar infections, but at least one of those that had thrown the unpleasant gray orbs had been on the younger side, and likely more resistant. At least, that was what he thought allowed Hoyt and Chikere to pull through before himself.
He wouldnt be able to hide injuries and fatigue, but Alva and Annelie wouldnt believe he got out of the battle unscathed anyway.
-----
Along with his granddaughters, Anton was glad to see that a number of others had come along to assist. He felt bad to have wasted the time of Grand Elder Kseniya, and even worse when he realized that Adelina and Sarka had come along as well. They got along about the same as before, which was just fine from opposite ends of the group and the minimum amount of interaction. But it seemed others from their sects got along just fine, as demonstrated by Anish and his proximity to Alva and Annelie.
Not everyone come just for him and the others. Their work had been more or less completed around Blackstone Harbor, with the local sects having enough of their members learning what they would teach to propagate the various techniques.
It seemed they intended to explore more of the continent, especially with regards to eliminating members of the Twin Soul Sect. Ultimately, the plan was to spend a few years in the area before attempting to return home. For some, it would be like a short trip, while for others it would equate to a much longer portion of their lives. But everyone who had come along was well aware that they werent going to easily be able to go back and forth.
The route was planned. To the east, fortunately going south around Foulmarsh. Though Anton had learned that information about the Twin Soul Sect and the coming invasion had spread more in the center and east of Aicenith, it was better to see for themselves. After all, they were willing to put in the effort if nobody else was, or if they reached their limits.
Please report us if you find any errors so we can fix it asap!
Chapter 293
Waking up was always a good thing, no matter how much you ached at the moment. Upon finding that it was less than when he had passed out, Anton was quite glad. The pain had been on a level he could deal with, but the other effects had obviously made functioning difficult. He hadnt thought he would pass out though.
The unfamiliar location was made more acceptable by familiar sources of energy around him, and he was quite pleased to see that his companions were alive and well. Better than himself, despite the fact that they had seemed considerably worse. Chikere, for example, felt quite vibrant despite being about one-third decapitated only a few days before. He swung his legs over the side of the bed, looking around with his eyes. Lots of things scattered about the room.
His eyes settled on the only unfamiliar presence in the room about the time the figure spoke. How are you feeling? the old man asked.
Much better, thank you, Anton inclined his head to what he could only assume was the doctor who helped him- and the rest of them, it seemed. He felt traces of medicinal energy throughout all of them.
Good. You should be able to stand now. That means you can get up and let me have my bed back.
Despite the mans awful bedside manner, Anton had to agree that he was well enough to move about. And looking around, it didnt actually seem like they were in a proper doctors office. Just a room that he happened to bring them to.
The activity woke the others. Chikere was first to say anything, one hand still gripped on the hilt of her new sword. You were looking pretty bad for a while there, she commented.
Same with you, before that, Anton said. We didnt know if youd make it.
Kephalos interrupted, Id suggest you learn more about stitching if you do. Gonna have an ugly scar there, and itll be hell to take those stitches out. But thats not my problem, unless you want to make it that.
Its fine, I can cut them away when I need to, Chikere nodded. Then its just a matter of pulling them out.
And the ones inside?
Just gotta cut them real thin, she said.
Might work out, the man nodded. Either way, youll feel if youre causing actual damage. Now get going, got paid already.The origin of this chapter's debut can be traced to N0v3l--B1n.
Since his continued expertise seemed unneeded, they were happy enough to move out, though they had no specific target in mind for the moment. Their goal in coming to the area had been accomplished. More than that, even.
When they found a quiet place to talk- and made use of their energy to prevent people from easily overhearing- Anton asked about what happened while he was out. The summary wasnt that surprising, but they came back to the battle before it.
Hard to think we survived that, Anton commented. We shouldnt have, with the numbers against us. Even with Chikere, our chances against just that swordmaster werent great.
He wasnt a swordmaster, Chikere retorted. He just happened to be in Life Transformation. But if it was skill with swords, I outclassed him.
Anton trusted her to be accurate with that judgment. For all that her confidence could seem like arrogance, he had repeated knowledge of her effectiveness. Fair enough, he shrugged. But the rest of us you two have the talent, but the numbers should have overwhelmed us.
Looks like any more and she wouldnt have made it, Kseniya commented, looking at Chikeres neck. Wheres Rahayu? Dont tell me he
Ascended, actually, Anton offered. Which was his intention. I could tell you everything I experienced. It might help you.
I wish, she frowned. Im not sure my growth is sufficient to think about it. In terms of years, Im still closer to the first half of cultivation. It took Vandale almost a century to go from seventy stars to the end. Ill not be much better than that.
So long? Anton asked.
Fifty years would be amazing, Kseniya noted. Im sure youve felt the slowing already. Each star more difficult than the last. More potent too, but it wont be a quick road. None of us here will be ascending before this invasion, at least.
Id prefer to stay and fight anyway, Anton said. If I even could ascend.
Dont always believe old people, Kseniya said, well aware both she and Anton fit into that category in different ways. Everheart wasnt perfect. He could be wrong.
Not about this, Anton said. But it doesnt matter right now, does it?
Not really, Kseniya acknowledged. Im sure any elder would be glad to hear every detail of the ascension.
It was amazing, Chikere said. It was like Bwooo! Swish! she made the noises with her mouth, but the way she flicked her currently sheathed sword was a pretty fair reproduction. Like a painting of a great mountain, but at least accurate. And she could likely do better when serious.
Well then, we should go meet up with your granddaughters, Kseniya nodded. When I sensed you here I went ahead, but Im sure theyll have a few words for you. They were worried.
Im sure they didnt need to worry about me. Im fine, Anton said. Kseniya would doubtless see through that, but he didnt need the girls to know how close hed come to dying. And how it wasnt even in battle, but just because he pushed himself low enough to be vulnerable to the effects of Foulmarsh. He could hope that the fleeing members of the Twin Soul Sect had fallen prey to similar infections, but at least one of those that had thrown the unpleasant gray orbs had been on the younger side, and likely more resistant. At least, that was what he thought allowed Hoyt and Chikere to pull through before himself.
He wouldnt be able to hide injuries and fatigue, but Alva and Annelie wouldnt believe he got out of the battle unscathed anyway.
-----
Along with his granddaughters, Anton was glad to see that a number of others had come along to assist. He felt bad to have wasted the time of Grand Elder Kseniya, and even worse when he realized that Adelina and Sarka had come along as well. They got along about the same as before, which was just fine from opposite ends of the group and the minimum amount of interaction. But it seemed others from their sects got along just fine, as demonstrated by Anish and his proximity to Alva and Annelie.
Not everyone come just for him and the others. Their work had been more or less completed around Blackstone Harbor, with the local sects having enough of their members learning what they would teach to propagate the various techniques.
It seemed they intended to explore more of the continent, especially with regards to eliminating members of the Twin Soul Sect. Ultimately, the plan was to spend a few years in the area before attempting to return home. For some, it would be like a short trip, while for others it would equate to a much longer portion of their lives. But everyone who had come along was well aware that they werent going to easily be able to go back and forth.
The route was planned. To the east, fortunately going south around Foulmarsh. Though Anton had learned that information about the Twin Soul Sect and the coming invasion had spread more in the center and east of Aicenith, it was better to see for themselves. After all, they were willing to put in the effort if nobody else was, or if they reached their limits.
Chapter 293Waking up was always a good thing, no matter how much you ached at the moment. Upon finding that it was less than when he had passed out, Anton was quite glad. The pain had been on a level he could deal with, but the other effects had obviously made functioning difficult. He hadnt thought he would pass out though. The unfamiliar location was made more acceptable by familiar sources of energy around him, and he was quite pleased to see that his companions were alive and well. Better than himself, despite the fact that they had seemed considerably worse. Chikere, for example, felt quite vibrant despite being about one-third decapitated only a few days before. He swung his legs over the side of the bed, looking around with his eyes. Lots of things scattered about the room.His eyes settled on the only unfamiliar presence in the room about the time the figure spoke. How are you feeling? the old man asked.Much better, thank you, Anton inclined his head to what he could only assume was the doctor who helped him- and the rest of them, it seemed. He felt traces of medicinal energy throughout all of them. Good. You should be able to stand now. That means you can get up and let me have my bed back.Despite the mans awful bedside manner, Anton had to agree that he was well enough to move about. And looking around, it didnt actually seem like they were in a proper doctors office. Just a room that he happened to bring them to. The activity woke the others. Chikere was first to say anything, one hand still gripped on the hilt of her new sword. You were looking pretty bad for a while there, she commented.Same with you, before that, Anton said. We didnt know if youd make it.Kephalos interrupted, Id suggest you learn more about stitching if you do. Gonna have an ugly scar there, and itll be hell to take those stitches out. But thats not my problem, unless you want to make it that.Its fine, I can cut them away when I need to, Chikere nodded. Then its just a matter of pulling them out.And the ones inside?Just gotta cut them real thin, she said.Might work out, the man nodded. Either way, youll feel if youre causing actual damage. Now get going, got paid already.The origin of this chapter's debut can be traced to N0v3l--B1n.Since his continued expertise seemed unneeded, they were happy enough to move out, though they had no specific target in mind for the moment. Their goal in coming to the area had been accomplished. More than that, even. When they found a quiet place to talk- and made use of their energy to prevent people from easily overhearing- Anton asked about what happened while he was out. The summary wasnt that surprising, but they came back to the battle before it.Hard to think we survived that, Anton commented. We shouldnt have, with the numbers against us. Even with Chikere, our chances against just that swordmaster werent great.He wasnt a swordmaster, Chikere retorted. He just happened to be in Life Transformation. But if it was skill with swords, I outclassed him.Anton trusted her to be accurate with that judgment. For all that her confidence could seem like arrogance, he had repeated knowledge of her effectiveness. Fair enough, he shrugged. But the rest of us you two have the talent, but the numbers should have overwhelmed us.Looks like any more and she wouldnt have made it, Kseniya commented, looking at Chikeres neck. Wheres Rahayu? Dont tell me heAscended, actually, Anton offered. Which was his intention. I could tell you everything I experienced. It might help you.I wish, she frowned. Im not sure my growth is sufficient to think about it. In terms of years, Im still closer to the first half of cultivation. It took Vandale almost a century to go from seventy stars to the end. Ill not be much better than that.So long? Anton asked.Fifty years would be amazing, Kseniya noted. Im sure youve felt the slowing already. Each star more difficult than the last. More potent too, but it wont be a quick road. None of us here will be ascending before this invasion, at least.Id prefer to stay and fight anyway, Anton said. If I even could ascend.Dont always believe old people, Kseniya said, well aware both she and Anton fit into that category in different ways. Everheart wasnt perfect. He could be wrong.Not about this, Anton said. But it doesnt matter right now, does it?Not really, Kseniya acknowledged. Im sure any elder would be glad to hear every detail of the ascension.It was amazing, Chikere said. It was like Bwooo! Swish! she made the noises with her mouth, but the way she flicked her currently sheathed sword was a pretty fair reproduction. Like a painting of a great mountain, but at least accurate. And she could likely do better when serious.Well then, we should go meet up with your granddaughters, Kseniya nodded. When I sensed you here I went ahead, but Im sure theyll have a few words for you. They were worried.Im sure they didnt need to worry about me. Im fine, Anton said. Kseniya would doubtless see through that, but he didnt need the girls to know how close hed come to dying. And how it wasnt even in battle, but just because he pushed himself low enough to be vulnerable to the effects of Foulmarsh. He could hope that the fleeing members of the Twin Soul Sect had fallen prey to similar infections, but at least one of those that had thrown the unpleasant gray orbs had been on the younger side, and likely more resistant. At least, that was what he thought allowed Hoyt and Chikere to pull through before himself. He wouldnt be able to hide injuries and fatigue, but Alva and Annelie wouldnt believe he got out of the battle unscathed anyway. -----Along with his granddaughters, Anton was glad to see that a number of others had come along to assist. He felt bad to have wasted the time of Grand Elder Kseniya, and even worse when he realized that Adelina and Sarka had come along as well. They got along about the same as before, which was just fine from opposite ends of the group and the minimum amount of interaction. But it seemed others from their sects got along just fine, as demonstrated by Anish and his proximity to Alva and Annelie. Not everyone come just for him and the others. Their work had been more or less completed around Blackstone Harbor, with the local sects having enough of their members learning what they would teach to propagate the various techniques.It seemed they intended to explore more of the continent, especially with regards to eliminating members of the Twin Soul Sect. Ultimately, the plan was to spend a few years in the area before attempting to return home. For some, it would be like a short trip, while for others it would equate to a much longer portion of their lives. But everyone who had come along was well aware that they werent going to easily be able to go back and forth.The route was planned. To the east, fortunately going south around Foulmarsh. Though Anton had learned that information about the Twin Soul Sect and the coming invasion had spread more in the center and east of Aicenith, it was better to see for themselves. After all, they were willing to put in the effort if nobody else was, or if they reached their limits.
