“Edithe!”
Daniel dashed forward, his sword glowing, overcome with the [Aura of the Sentinel]. He was not sure why he got that Skill when his Class advanced; it was more than just the bright coat covering his blade. It could move. It could do more.
He pointed his sword forward, and the golden aura lanced forth. It did not tear into the ground. Instead, it extended out, forming a shield that intercepted the charging [Skeleton Warrior]’s attack.
The red-haired woman stumbled back as the undead’s strike landed against the barrier. Daniel swiped the [Skeleton Warrior] off its feet and dug his sword down into its skull.
Defeated [Skeleton Warrior - Lvl. 102]!
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Less experience is awarded for defeating an enemy with the help of others!
“Are you alright?”
He walked up to Edithe. She was bent over, panting and bleeding. She glanced up and raised a hand.
“I just need a potion, and I’ll be fine.”
Nodding, he gave her one of his healing potions. She gratefully downed it, wiping her mouth with her sleeve. The young man’s gaze turned to the sky, then to the desolate landscape of the Plaguelands.
“Maybe we should go back. We’ve ventured deeper into the Plaguelands than we’ve ever done before.”
“It’s not even the evening.”
Edithe corked the bottle and handed it back to him. Her eyes were determined. She was fixed on her goal. Daniel sighed.
“We’ll press on for a bit more. But don’t be reckless, Edithe. If Salvos were here— well, she would ask us to be even more reckless. But she isn’t here. We can afford to be a little lax, can’t we?”
“...right.”
She nodded after a moment. Then she pressed her hands against her temples.
“Damn, she’s really rubbing off on me, isn’t she?”
Daniel grinned.
“She really is.”
He placed a hand on Edithe’s shoulder.
“But that’s not a bad thing.”
She stared at him.
“Not yet.”
I ran through the Plaguelands— the Kobold robes I had been given tied around my neck alongside my jacket, over my torn cloak. I was no longer in my Mortal Form. I would not risk traversing this place alone in a weakened state.
Sure, I could change back at any point in time. But I would have torn the only piece of clothing I had. Which would have made it awkward for me to explain when I finally found Daniel and Edithe.
My eyes snapped towards the compass in my hand. It was pointing towards… a direction. I could not just follow it in a straight line. There were fields of blight flowers often blocking my path. Sometimes a horde of undead would intercept me too. There were so many obstacles here that I could not just activate [Self Haste] and [Flame Burst] my way to my companions.
I avoided a group of [Ghouls] bounding towards me. This was the first time I saw more than one gathered together. Their curses would have been problematic. I still had yet to face one alone, but I was pretty sure I could take one out by myself.
“Go away!”
I sent a [Flaming Breath] at a flying undead bird thing. It was a [Nightscourer]. Its wings were tattered— torn with holes in them. It had deep violet skin, with a lighter shade of purple in some parts. Although it had beady red eyes which almost seemed to shine eerily, it was not that aggressive.
Probably because it was only Level 102. Not high leveled. But a pest, regardless.
The sun crept across the sky as I made my way through this Dead Zone. The Plaguelands full of undead. At one point, I spotted what seemed to be a sprawling castle in the distance. It peaked up, above clouds of the miasma of blight. Almost like if I was in an ocean, staring towards the shore, and seeing a vast city. But there was too much blight for me to even attempt to see what it was. So, I moved on.
I was in a hurry. I needed to ensure that my companions were fine. That they were at least not in Ghostlight. The Scale Sentinels were attempting a raid at the Human town. That was what Hoxle told me. If they were anywhere near as high leveled as the ones I fought— and if they were far more numerous— they would be in trouble.
So, I made haste. I avoided all fighting. I kept the undead away from me. I circumvented the blight, moving quickly on all of my limbs, until the sun was beginning to set. It was then I saw the figures in the distance.
Shadows that moved more fluid than just the stiff undead. It was not mindless milling. The figures were moving with intent.
“Edithe! Daniel!”
I called out as I ran over to the pair. Daniel glanced around, halting mid-step, while Edithe looked up, having been staring at the ground as she walked almost aimlessly. I waved at them.
“It’s me, Salvos!”
The red-haired woman blinked, while the Human man opened his mouth.
“Salvos? Where did you come from? Wait, no— I mean, where did you go? How did you find us?”
I came to a stop as he finished letting out his myriad of questions. I hesitated, not sure which question to answer first.
“I… got lost?”
“...we knew that. It was kind of a given.”
He shook his head, but a small smile spread across his lips. Edithe stepped past him, relief evident on her face.
“I’m glad to see you’re fine, Salvos.”
“Me too!”
I felt my entire body relax. I thought they were in danger. But they were just out here, in the deadly Diamond Rank threat Plaguelands, safe and sound and covered in cuts and blood. Wiping at my forehead in relief, I straightened.
“I got worried! When Hoxle told me the Scale Sentinels were going to Ghostlight, I panicked! If it became another situation like Iron Champions Company, but I’m too late—”
They exchanged a glance. Daniel raised a hand placatingly.
“Slow down, Salvos. What’s going on? And who is Hoxle?”
“He’s the Kobold man who helped me find you. Look!”
I raised the compass— its hands were still pointing at my companions.
“See? He did this.”
“A Kobold helped you?”
Edithe stared at me in disbelief. Daniel was less surprised; he was from another world, so he probably did not care as much. I nodded eagerly.
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