Chapter 1263: 1263
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My help?" asked Dray who had a confused look on his face. " Actually what do you need help with?" Jack cleared his throat before answering. " I need you to help me permanently get rid of Blizzard, A.K.A., the Tyrant of the North." Dray got off the bed and began clutching his ribs. His heart was still feeling f.u.c.k.i.e.d up. He suddenly vomited up a couple of chunks of blood, collapsing down on one of his knees. Jack went to help Dray on his feet. " Hey, man are you ok?" You don't look so good. Dray sighed before rolling his eyes. " It's ok." I'm fine." I had problems with my heart my entire life." This isn't new." Dray knew one day the big one would arrive and it would be game over instead of 3 to 4 hours blackouts." Dray stood on his feet by himself and wiped the droplets of blood from his mouth. Dray sighed. " Yes, I'll help you fight against Blizzard, even though earlier when I fought him it wasn't even close."
Jack started scratching the back of his head. " No that's alright." It just hit me that I don't need your help anymore." I think I can take Blizzard on by himself." Dray wanted to laugh but he held it in. " Are you serious?" Ha!" It wouldn't even be a competition." Blizzard would totally destroy your ass." You need my help." Why all of a sudden you don't want the help anymore?" Jack cracked his neck. " You want to know why I don't want your help anymore?" asked Jack. Dray was getting pissed off. " Yes, enlighten me." Jack cleared his throat and said: Just look at you man." You're sick." You aren't in any shape to fight a tyrant." Dray clenched his jaws together. " Like I told you before I'm fine." I'm not sick, and I'm not dying." Jack sighed and approached the door of the bedroom." Look, when your wounds heal up, you can help yourself to whatever's around here edible to eat." After that, you can get the f.u.c.k out of my cabin." I'm going after Blizzard myself." While I was dragging your ass across the snow, I saw him flying through the area." Jack slammed the door behind his back and locked it master key that worked on all doors in the house. Only at the last moment, Dray realized what Jack had done. Hey, what the f.u.c.k is going on man?"
Dray approached the door and started banging on it. As he placed his left hand around the doorknob, it started heating up so hot, it burned a couple of layers of skin off his left hand, exposing his flesh. Dray let out a groan, before stumbling down to the ground. Jack who near the front door could hear all the rustling and noises of items being tossed across the room Dray was in. Before Jack left to go hunt for Blizzard, he placed on his iconic apparel. He stuffed some bullets into his front and back pockets. Jack then grabbed his rifle and kicked the door down. He might not be strong or fast, but he had excellent vision and marksmanship skills, which allowed him to easily stop over huge monstrous beasts. Jack kicked open the door and slammed it behind his back before heading out. Heavy snow began falling. The snow was almost knee-deep. Jack placed on his goggles and looked towards The Northern Mountain the tallest and biggest mountain where Blizzard lived.
As Jack stomped through the snow, he started hearing crunching noises. He quickly turned around and pointed out his rifle. He saw nothing. Tch." I must be losing my mind." thought Jack. When Jack turned around he has suddenly confronted a female Industrial elf soldier who was in a black leather bodysuit that protected her from the cold. The female soldier also wore a mask that covered half of her face. Her eyes were dead and cold. She was equipped with two plasma swords. She had one of them clutched in her hand. She leaned forward and pressed the plasma sword near Jack's neck." Don't move." Jack sighed before taking off his goggles and putting them on his head. " Who the hell are you?" It's too cold for this shit." Shut the f.u.c.k up." Did I tell you could talk?" Jack sighed. He shut up. Hand over that backpack. Jack raised his eyebrow. My backpack?" Why should I give you my backpack?" The female soldier sucked her teeth. " Hand it over now." I'm not in the mood." Jack carefully looked at the female soldier. It looked like she had just been in a rough battle." She had scratches and blood all over the side of her left face. Some of the blood leaked into her eye. As Jack saw this, he ran past her and started running as fast as he could. The soldier wiped the blood from her eyes and turned around, starting to chase Jack. She was twice as faster than Jack. This was the reason why she was easily able to catch up with him. As she reached him, she extend out her arm and stabbed Jack in the shoulder.
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My help?" asked Dray who had a confused look on his face. " Actually what do you need help with?" Jack cleared his throat before answering. " I need you to help me permanently get rid of Blizzard, A.K.A., the Tyrant of the North." Dray got off the bed and began clutching his ribs. His heart was still feeling f.u.c.k.i.e.d up. He suddenly vomited up a couple of chunks of blood, collapsing down on one of his knees. Jack went to help Dray on his feet. " Hey, man are you ok?" You don't look so good. Dray sighed before rolling his eyes. " It's ok." I'm fine." I had problems with my heart my entire life." This isn't new." Dray knew one day the big one would arrive and it would be game over instead of 3 to 4 hours blackouts." Dray stood on his feet by himself and wiped the droplets of blood from his mouth. Dray sighed. " Yes, I'll help you fight against Blizzard, even though earlier when I fought him it wasn't even close."
Jack started scratching the back of his head. " No that's alright." It just hit me that I don't need your help anymore." I think I can take Blizzard on by himself." Dray wanted to laugh but he held it in. " Are you serious?" Ha!" It wouldn't even be a competition." Blizzard would totally destroy your ass." You need my help." Why all of a sudden you don't want the help anymore?" Jack cracked his neck. " You want to know why I don't want your help anymore?" asked Jack. Dray was getting pissed off. " Yes, enlighten me." Jack cleared his throat and said: Just look at you man." You're sick." You aren't in any shape to fight a tyrant." Dray clenched his jaws together. " Like I told you before I'm fine." I'm not sick, and I'm not dying." Jack sighed and approached the door of the bedroom." Look, when your wounds heal up, you can help yourself to whatever's around here edible to eat." After that, you can get the f.u.c.k out of my cabin." I'm going after Blizzard myself." While I was dragging your ass across the snow, I saw him flying through the area." Jack slammed the door behind his back and locked it master key that worked on all doors in the house. Only at the last moment, Dray realized what Jack had done. Hey, what the f.u.c.k is going on man?"
Dray approached the door and started banging on it. As he placed his left hand around the doorknob, it started heating up so hot, it burned a couple of layers of skin off his left hand, exposing his flesh. Dray let out a groan, before stumbling down to the ground. Jack who near the front door could hear all the rustling and noises of items being tossed across the room Dray was in. Before Jack left to go hunt for Blizzard, he placed on his iconic apparel. He stuffed some bullets into his front and back pockets. Jack then grabbed his rifle and kicked the door down. He might not be strong or fast, but he had excellent vision and marksmanship skills, which allowed him to easily stop over huge monstrous beasts. Jack kicked open the door and slammed it behind his back before heading out. Heavy snow began falling. The snow was almost knee-deep. Jack placed on his goggles and looked towards The Northern Mountain the tallest and biggest mountain where Blizzard lived.
As Jack stomped through the snow, he started hearing crunching noises. He quickly turned around and pointed out his rifle. He saw nothing. Tch." I must be losing my mind." thought Jack. When Jack turned around he has suddenly confronted a female Industrial elf soldier who was in a black leather bodysuit that protected her from the cold. The female soldier also wore a mask that covered half of her face. Her eyes were dead and cold. She was equipped with two plasma swords. She had one of them clutched in her hand. She leaned forward and pressed the plasma sword near Jack's neck." Don't move." Jack sighed before taking off his goggles and putting them on his head. " Who the hell are you?" It's too cold for this shit." Shut the f.u.c.k up." Did I tell you could talk?" Jack sighed. He shut up. Hand over that backpack. Jack raised his eyebrow. My backpack?" Why should I give you my backpack?" The female soldier sucked her teeth. " Hand it over now." I'm not in the mood." Jack carefully looked at the female soldier. It looked like she had just been in a rough battle." She had scratches and blood all over the side of her left face. Some of the blood leaked into her eye. As Jack saw this, he ran past her and started running as fast as he could. The soldier wiped the blood from her eyes and turned around, starting to chase Jack. She was twice as faster than Jack. This was the reason why she was easily able to catch up with him. As she reached him, she extend out her arm and stabbed Jack in the shoulder.
My help?" asked Dray who had a confused look on his face. " Actually what do you need help with?" Jack cleared his throat before answering. " I need you to help me permanently get rid of Blizzard, A.K.A., the Tyrant of the North." Dray got off the bed and began clutching his ribs. His heart was still feeling f.u.c.k.i.e.d up. He suddenly vomited up a couple of chunks of blood, collapsing down on one of his knees. Jack went to help Dray on his feet. " Hey, man are you ok?" You don't look so good. Dray sighed before rolling his eyes. " It's ok." I'm fine." I had problems with my heart my entire life." This isn't new." Dray knew one day the big one would arrive and it would be game over instead of 3 to 4 hours blackouts." Dray stood on his feet by himself and wiped the droplets of blood from his mouth. Dray sighed. " Yes, I'll help you fight against Blizzard, even though earlier when I fought him it wasn't even close." Jack started scratching the back of his head. " No that's alright." It just hit me that I don't need your help anymore." I think I can take Blizzard on by himself." Dray wanted to laugh but he held it in. " Are you serious?" Ha!" It wouldn't even be a competition." Blizzard would totally destroy your ass." You need my help." Why all of a sudden you don't want the help anymore?" Jack cracked his neck. " You want to know why I don't want your help anymore?" asked Jack. Dray was getting pissed off. " Yes, enlighten me." Jack cleared his throat and said: Just look at you man." You're sick." You aren't in any shape to fight a tyrant." Dray clenched his jaws together. " Like I told you before I'm fine." I'm not sick, and I'm not dying." Jack sighed and approached the door of the bedroom." Look, when your wounds heal up, you can help yourself to whatever's around here edible to eat." After that, you can get the f.u.c.k out of my cabin." I'm going after Blizzard myself." While I was dragging your ass across the snow, I saw him flying through the area." Jack slammed the door behind his back and locked it master key that worked on all doors in the house. Only at the last moment, Dray realized what Jack had done. Hey, what the f.u.c.k is going on man?" Dray approached the door and started banging on it. As he placed his left hand around the doorknob, it started heating up so hot, it burned a couple of layers of skin off his left hand, exposing his flesh. Dray let out a groan, before stumbling down to the ground. Jack who near the front door could hear all the rustling and noises of items being tossed across the room Dray was in. Before Jack left to go hunt for Blizzard, he placed on his iconic apparel. He stuffed some bullets into his front and back pockets. Jack then grabbed his rifle and kicked the door down. He might not be strong or fast, but he had excellent vision and marksmanship skills, which allowed him to easily stop over huge monstrous beasts. Jack kicked open the door and slammed it behind his back before heading out. Heavy snow began falling. The snow was almost knee-deep. Jack placed on his goggles and looked towards The Northern Mountain the tallest and biggest mountain where Blizzard lived. As Jack stomped through the snow, he started hearing crunching noises. He quickly turned around and pointed out his rifle. He saw nothing. Tch." I must be losing my mind." thought Jack. When Jack turned around he has suddenly confronted a female Industrial elf soldier who was in a black leather bodysuit that protected her from the cold. The female soldier also wore a mask that covered half of her face. Her eyes were dead and cold. She was equipped with two plasma swords. She had one of them clutched in her hand. She leaned forward and pressed the plasma sword near Jack's neck." Don't move." Jack sighed before taking off his goggles and putting them on his head. " Who the hell are you?" It's too cold for this shit." Shut the f.u.c.k up." Did I tell you could talk?" Jack sighed. He shut up. Hand over that backpack. Jack raised his eyebrow. My backpack?" Why should I give you my backpack?" The female soldier sucked her teeth. " Hand it over now." I'm not in the mood." Jack carefully looked at the female soldier. It looked like she had just been in a rough battle." She had scratches and blood all over the side of her left face. Some of the blood leaked into her eye. As Jack saw this, he ran past her and started running as fast as he could. The soldier wiped the blood from her eyes and turned around, starting to chase Jack. She was twice as faster than Jack. This was the reason why she was easily able to catch up with him. As she reached him, she extend out her arm and stabbed Jack in the shoulder.
