Chapter 46
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Dro took a step forward; Jor took a step back, "Wait! Wait! Wait! We were only going to bring you to the village so you could meet Holdrak! We didn't want to kill you!"
Dro took a step forward, "I don't know any Holdrak!" he said; then thought, "Wait isn't that one of the names that I saw amongst the names in the global announcements?"
Jor took a step back, "Yes! Yes! But that doesn't matter! Holdrak just wants to take you into a dungeon!"
Dro took another step forward, "Why would he want to do that?"
Jor gulped down his saliva, "He already cleared it once and upon clearing it he found out that to receive the prestige points, the party's level can't exceed the dungeon's level by more than two. So he needs someone below <Level 5> to average out the group's level."
"Prestige points… Up to now, I found out two uses for those points. The first one – they unlock hidden quests and the second one – starting over after dying. Who knows what other uses they have," Dro thought and took another step forward, "I am not the only player below <Level 5>, even you are below <Level 5>."
Jor took a few steps back, "He doesn't want any player, he didn't want me or Mailt or any other player that wanted to join his group. He said that he wants a player who could contribute to the party even being the lowest levelled player and who wouldn't die from a single attack from the dungeon monsters. He wants someone that won't drag him or his group down!"
Dro took another step forward, "I understand his reasons for wanting a low-level player but I don't understand yours, why would you go around and look for players for him, what are you getting out of it?"
Jor took a step back, "He promised that whoever found what he needed, he would invite those into his future guild and also take them on the third run of the dungeon!"
"I understand—now die and before you ask me, when you attacked me you became my enemy and all enemies must die, NPC and player alike!" A spear of blood appeared in Dro's hand and he threw it.
<Blood Spear, Critical>
<-112, Jor> <+20 Rage>
<HP: 1,108/1,220>
"Ahh!" Jor shouted out in pain and then shouted at Dro, "I told you everything I know!"
Dro didn't say a single word to him. He took a few steps forward, stepping into the melee range and punched out with his right hand.
<Werepire's Punch, Critical>
<-172, Jor> <+18 Rage>
"Damn it!" Jor shouted out and quickly opened the menu as he wanted to send his friend – Mailt, a message but at that moment Dro's hand morphed into that of a turned Werepire's; he slashed at Jor closing his opened menu.
<Werepire's Slash>
<-203, Jor>
<HP: 733/1,220>
"Ahhh!!! Damn it!" Jor shouted out regretting his decision to drop his weapon. He tried to open the menu once more but a punch flew at his face and this time he didn't even manage to open it.
<Werepire's Punch>
<-114, Jor> <+14 Rage>
After getting hit, Jor screamed out in pain once again but this time, he didn't shout anything at Dro, he simply turned around, facing away from Dro and started running away but as he got a few yards away from Dro, a spear of blood appeared in Dro's hand. Jor got one more yard farther and Dro threw the spear at Jor's back.
<Blood Spear>
<-73> <+14 Rage>
Jor coughed out blood and fell forward, collapsing onto the ground. Dro came up to him, glanced at his rage bar, "Just enough," he thought.
<Werepire's Slash>
<-199, Jor>
<HP: 347/1,220>
Jor screamed out in pain and fear appeared in his eyes, he opened his mouth as he wanted to plead for his life but before he could, Dro bent down and punched him with his right hand.
<Werepire's Punch>
<-116, Jor> <+12 Rage>
Jor screamed out in pain and coughed out more blood, he this time didn't even try to open his mouth to plead for his life, he simply tried to get up and run away but before he could, five seconds passed and Dro's skill came off cooldown.
<Werepire's Punch>
<-116, Jor> <+12 Rage>
<HP: 115/1,220>
Jor screamed out in pain but just as he screamed, Dro's other skill came off its cooldown.
<Blood Spear, Critical>
<-115, Jor> <+24 Rage>
"It's over… They are both dead… Holdrak is probably waiting for these two to return back to the village. I should just leave their corpses be, even if they are found nothing points that I killed them... I want those prestige points. I should just return and feign ignorance. Even if Holdrak decides not to take me into his party, I can at least pull out the location of the dungeon from him," he thought.
Dro turned to the direction of the village and walked towards it without even glancing at the weapon Jor dropped.
…
Entering the village, a shout entered his ears and he saw Mailt pointing at him and four people standing beside him. "It's him, it's Dro."
Dro looked at Mailt and then turned his head to the people standing beside him; amongst them, he saw a golden-haired and above him, his name, level, class and health.
<Holdrak, Level 12, Paladin>
<HP: 1,160/1,160>
Holdrak came out forward and with smiling face and eyes, "Dro, Level 2 and 1,480 health… I can't see your class." He nodded in approval, "You have gotten yourself an interesting gift, a hidden class with high health per Vitality point. Dro, just answer me one question. How many points did you put into Vitality?"
Dro tilted his head, "Holdrak, I saw your name on the global announcements but what do you want from me?"
Holdrak let out a chuckle, "You killed them didn't you?" His blue eyes turned cold, "You can cut the crap. I can see through people like reading words out of a sheet of paper. Answer my earlier question and deciding on your answer you will either live or die. Dro are you valuable enough to be pardoned for killing my people?"
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Dro took a step forward; Jor took a step back, "Wait! Wait! Wait! We were only going to bring you to the village so you could meet Holdrak! We didn't want to kill you!"
Dro took a step forward, "I don't know any Holdrak!" he said; then thought, "Wait isn't that one of the names that I saw amongst the names in the global announcements?"
Jor took a step back, "Yes! Yes! But that doesn't matter! Holdrak just wants to take you into a dungeon!"
Dro took another step forward, "Why would he want to do that?"
Jor gulped down his saliva, "He already cleared it once and upon clearing it he found out that to receive the prestige points, the party's level can't exceed the dungeon's level by more than two. So he needs someone below <Level 5> to average out the group's level."
"Prestige points… Up to now, I found out two uses for those points. The first one – they unlock hidden quests and the second one – starting over after dying. Who knows what other uses they have," Dro thought and took another step forward, "I am not the only player below <Level 5>, even you are below <Level 5>."
Jor took a few steps back, "He doesn't want any player, he didn't want me or Mailt or any other player that wanted to join his group. He said that he wants a player who could contribute to the party even being the lowest levelled player and who wouldn't die from a single attack from the dungeon monsters. He wants someone that won't drag him or his group down!"
Dro took another step forward, "I understand his reasons for wanting a low-level player but I don't understand yours, why would you go around and look for players for him, what are you getting out of it?"
Jor took a step back, "He promised that whoever found what he needed, he would invite those into his future guild and also take them on the third run of the dungeon!"
"I understand—now die and before you ask me, when you attacked me you became my enemy and all enemies must die, NPC and player alike!" A spear of blood appeared in Dro's hand and he threw it.
<Blood Spear, Critical>
<-112, Jor> <+20 Rage>
<HP: 1,108/1,220>
"Ahh!" Jor shouted out in pain and then shouted at Dro, "I told you everything I know!"
Dro didn't say a single word to him. He took a few steps forward, stepping into the melee range and punched out with his right hand.
<Werepire's Punch, Critical>
<-172, Jor> <+18 Rage>
"Damn it!" Jor shouted out and quickly opened the menu as he wanted to send his friend – Mailt, a message but at that moment Dro's hand morphed into that of a turned Werepire's; he slashed at Jor closing his opened menu.
<Werepire's Slash>
<-203, Jor>
<HP: 733/1,220>
"Ahhh!!! Damn it!" Jor shouted out regretting his decision to drop his weapon. He tried to open the menu once more but a punch flew at his face and this time he didn't even manage to open it.
<Werepire's Punch>
<-114, Jor> <+14 Rage>
After getting hit, Jor screamed out in pain once again but this time, he didn't shout anything at Dro, he simply turned around, facing away from Dro and started running away but as he got a few yards away from Dro, a spear of blood appeared in Dro's hand. Jor got one more yard farther and Dro threw the spear at Jor's back.
<Blood Spear>
<-73> <+14 Rage>
Jor coughed out blood and fell forward, collapsing onto the ground. Dro came up to him, glanced at his rage bar, "Just enough," he thought.
<Werepire's Slash>
<-199, Jor>
<HP: 347/1,220>
Jor screamed out in pain and fear appeared in his eyes, he opened his mouth as he wanted to plead for his life but before he could, Dro bent down and punched him with his right hand.
<Werepire's Punch>
<-116, Jor> <+12 Rage>
Jor screamed out in pain and coughed out more blood, he this time didn't even try to open his mouth to plead for his life, he simply tried to get up and run away but before he could, five seconds passed and Dro's skill came off cooldown.
<Werepire's Punch>
<-116, Jor> <+12 Rage>
<HP: 115/1,220>
Jor screamed out in pain but just as he screamed, Dro's other skill came off its cooldown.
<Blood Spear, Critical>
<-115, Jor> <+24 Rage>
"It's over… They are both dead… Holdrak is probably waiting for these two to return back to the village. I should just leave their corpses be, even if they are found nothing points that I killed them... I want those prestige points. I should just return and feign ignorance. Even if Holdrak decides not to take me into his party, I can at least pull out the location of the dungeon from him," he thought.
Dro turned to the direction of the village and walked towards it without even glancing at the weapon Jor dropped.
…
Entering the village, a shout entered his ears and he saw Mailt pointing at him and four people standing beside him. "It's him, it's Dro."
Dro looked at Mailt and then turned his head to the people standing beside him; amongst them, he saw a golden-haired and above him, his name, level, class and health.
<Holdrak, Level 12, Paladin>
<HP: 1,160/1,160>
Holdrak came out forward and with smiling face and eyes, "Dro, Level 2 and 1,480 health… I can't see your class." He nodded in approval, "You have gotten yourself an interesting gift, a hidden class with high health per Vitality point. Dro, just answer me one question. How many points did you put into Vitality?"
Dro tilted his head, "Holdrak, I saw your name on the global announcements but what do you want from me?"
Holdrak let out a chuckle, "You killed them didn't you?" His blue eyes turned cold, "You can cut the crap. I can see through people like reading words out of a sheet of paper. Answer my earlier question and deciding on your answer you will either live or die. Dro are you valuable enough to be pardoned for killing my people?"
Dro took a step forward; Jor took a step back, "Wait! Wait! Wait! We were only going to bring you to the village so you could meet Holdrak! We didn't want to kill you!"Dro took a step forward, "I don't know any Holdrak!" he said; then thought, "Wait isn't that one of the names that I saw amongst the names in the global announcements?"Jor took a step back, "Yes! Yes! But that doesn't matter! Holdrak just wants to take you into a dungeon!"Dro took another step forward, "Why would he want to do that?"Jor gulped down his saliva, "He already cleared it once and upon clearing it he found out that to receive the prestige points, the party's level can't exceed the dungeon's level by more than two. So he needs someone below Level 5 to average out the group's level.""Prestige points Up to now, I found out two uses for those points. The first one they unlock hidden quests and the second one starting over after dying. Who knows what other uses they have," Dro thought and took another step forward, "I am not the only player below Level 5, even you are below Level 5."Jor took a few steps back, "He doesn't want any player, he didn't want me or Mailt or any other player that wanted to join his group. He said that he wants a player who could contribute to the party even being the lowest levelled player and who wouldn't die from a single attack from the dungeon monsters. He wants someone that won't drag him or his group down!"Dro took another step forward, "I understand his reasons for wanting a low-level player but I don't understand yours, why would you go around and look for players for him, what are you getting out of it?"Jor took a step back, "He promised that whoever found what he needed, he would invite those into his future guild and also take them on the third run of the dungeon!""I understandnow die and before you ask me, when you attacked me you became my enemy and all enemies must die, NPC and player alike!" A spear of blood appeared in Dro's hand and he threw it.Blood Spear, Critical-112, Jor +20 RageHP: 1,108/1,220"Ahh!" Jor shouted out in pain and then shouted at Dro, "I told you everything I know!"Dro didn't say a single word to him. He took a few steps forward, stepping into the melee range and punched out with his right hand.Werepire's Punch, Critical-172, Jor +18 Rage"Damn it!" Jor shouted out and quickly opened the menu as he wanted to send his friend Mailt, a message but at that moment Dro's hand morphed into that of a turned Werepire's; he slashed at Jor closing his opened menu.Werepire's Slash-203, JorHP: 733/1,220"Ahhh!!! Damn it!" Jor shouted out regretting his decision to drop his weapon. He tried to open the menu once more but a punch flew at his face and this time he didn't even manage to open it.Werepire's Punch-114, Jor +14 RageAfter getting hit, Jor screamed out in pain once again but this time, he didn't shout anything at Dro, he simply turned around, facing away from Dro and started running away but as he got a few yards away from Dro, a spear of blood appeared in Dro's hand. Jor got one more yard farther and Dro threw the spear at Jor's back.Blood Spear-73 +14 RageJor coughed out blood and fell forward, collapsing onto the ground. Dro came up to him, glanced at his rage bar, "Just enough," he thought.Werepire's Slash-199, JorHP: 347/1,220Jor screamed out in pain and fear appeared in his eyes, he opened his mouth as he wanted to plead for his life but before he could, Dro bent down and punched him with his right hand.Werepire's Punch-116, Jor +12 RageJor screamed out in pain and coughed out more blood, he this time didn't even try to open his mouth to plead for his life, he simply tried to get up and run away but before he could, five seconds passed and Dro's skill came off cooldown.Werepire's Punch-116, Jor +12 RageHP: 115/1,220Jor screamed out in pain but just as he screamed, Dro's other skill came off its cooldown.Blood Spear, Critical-115, Jor +24 Rage"It's over They are both dead Holdrak is probably waiting for these two to return back to the village. I should just leave their corpses be, even if they are found nothing points that I killed them... I want those prestige points. I should just return and feign ignorance. Even if Holdrak decides not to take me into his party, I can at least pull out the location of the dungeon from him," he thought.Dro turned to the direction of the village and walked towards it without even glancing at the weapon Jor dropped.Entering the village, a shout entered his ears and he saw Mailt pointing at him and four people standing beside him. "It's him, it's Dro."Dro looked at Mailt and then turned his head to the people standing beside him; amongst them, he saw a golden-haired and above him, his name, level, class and health.Holdrak, Level 12, PaladinHP: 1,160/1,160Holdrak came out forward and with smiling face and eyes, "Dro, Level 2 and 1,480 health I can't see your class." He nodded in approval, "You have gotten yourself an interesting gift, a hidden class with high health per Vitality point. Dro, just answer me one question. How many points did you put into Vitality?"Dro tilted his head, "Holdrak, I saw your name on the global announcements but what do you want from me?"Holdrak let out a chuckle, "You killed them didn't you?" His blue eyes turned cold, "You can cut the crap. I can see through people like reading words out of a sheet of paper. Answer my earlier question and deciding on your answer you will either live or die. Dro are you valuable enough to be pardoned for killing my people?"
