"Misha, he's dead. There's no point going back for him!" a man urged William's mother towards a cave entrance before she could turn around and run away for the second ti. Two other villagers were waiting for them at the entrance, ready to seal the cave with the Earth Elent at a mont's notice.
"He's still alive, I swear! There's no way he can be dead after all that!" Misha cried as she recalled the kind words Torc said while defending her from a group of Wind Wolves that had torn down her ho.
"You have to live, for William's sake! One day he will be strong, and he needs his mother alive when that happens! I'm just an aging man, with nowhere to go and no one to live for. The least I can do is help a friend in need..."
The flashback cut short as the man urged her once more. She wiped the tears away from her face and nodded, unwilling to put anyone else in danger for her selfish reasons. Misha only wished that Torc would co back safe and sound so she could thank him.
Oh William...I hope you're doing alright wherever you are...
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"This is not okay. I am not fine!" William scread out loud as he ran from a Forest Dragon with bright green scales, its wings flapping at high speed as it zood through the sky of the 149th floor.
It was flying after him with rage in its eyes, completely ignoring the Startal Bow Puppet that fired arrow after arrow in its direction. Sticking out of its rear end in a very sensitive spot was an Earth Spike that William had launched while searching for the dragon's weakness.
While the attack had a decent effect, it also incurred the dragon's wrath, its eyes turning red while it chased William without abandon. The Forest Dragon was slightly faster than William, even while he was enhanced by an improved Perfect Array of Speed, only slowing down to shoot another fireball at William's backside.
If the Forest Dragon could speak, it would probably say sothing like "You want to put sticks up my *ss? I'll burn yours to a crisp!"
William controlled the Startal Bow Puppet to fire off more arrows, hoping that one of them would cause even a small amount of damage and spread the poison throughout the Forest Dragon's body. Unfortunately, this plan was dood to fail as the dragon was just way too fast and its hide was too tough.
The webbing that made up the dragon's wings was the weakest part of its body, but the flapping motion sent every arrow that approached them straight downward, missing the dragon entirely.
The only option would be to target the sa place as last ti, but the dragon's tail was protecting that spot like a national treasure. It waved its tail back and forth to swipe away any arrows that even ca remotely close.
William ran straight towards a wall while the dragon's attention was divided between him and the Startal Bow Puppet. The second he ca close, he placed his foot on the wall and leapt backwards in the other direction, completely reversing his montum.
The Forest Dragon didn't notice how close it was to the wall until it was too late. It was unable to make such sharp turns, so it crashed face-first into the stone brick, smashing a couple teeth and cracking a horn.
Its rage grew more intense as it realized William had played it for a fool, a wave of flas flowing from its mouth and engulfing the entire floor.
There was nowhere for William or the Array Puppets to stand that wasn't covered in flas, so they had no choice but to endure the heat. William didn't bother wasting the durability of his Forcefield to defend against the flas, given that he had A-Rank Heat Resistance and an S-Rank Fire Elent, but the Array Puppets weren't so lucky.
They were made of the Plant Elent, which was partially resistant to fire because of the moisture and vitality in the wood, but once that was consud, the fire had fuel to thrive. A set of Fire Resistance Arrays activated, protecting the Puppets from critical damage, but they were still disabled and unable to continue fighting.
William stored all of the Puppets in his Space Ring once the flas died down, bringing out two replacent Puppets- one to hold the Startal Bow and the other to protect William from the dragon's physical attacks with the Epic Longsword.
He didn't have a Longswords Talent, so his skill with the weapon was limited to his knowledge of Swords, Glaives, and Spears, but it was enough for the ti being. He no longer had a Glaive to give the Puppets, and the Sword of Shifting Sands was more useful in his grasp.
The Forest Dragon had regained so clarity and noticed that William was trying to replace his damaged Puppets. It would ready a second fla breath, but that attack took too much stamina and required it to build up so air in its lungs first.
Dragons could breathe in Mana to naturally gain strength, automatically converting it to Spirit Qi if needed with no Cultivation Technique required. It was actually quite overpowered, but that always seed to be the case with dragons.
They could choose not to convert the Mana and instead pull it into their lungs to prepare a fla breath attack, but this would take longer or shorter depending on the intensity of fla they planned to use.
Since it had just used its fla breath, it would need at least thirty seconds before it could gather enough Mana to do it again with the sa intensity.
The Forest Dragon swooped in, entering close-range as it swiped with its claws at the Startal Bow Puppet. William had already positioned the Longsword Puppet close by, so it was easily able to counter the dragon's attack with a strike of its own.
The Array Puppet perford an overhead swing with the longsword, slicing off the dragon's claw with one clean swipe. The Forest Dragon was powerful, but neither its attack nor its defense could compare to the Nean Lion. It roared in pain as the claw fell to the floor, just in ti for a poison-tipped arrow to travel down its throat and spread its poison throughout the dragon's body.
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The Bow Puppet had used the sa approach against the Forest Dragon as it did against the Nean Lion. The only problem was with the dragon itself. Its sheer size allowed it to resist such a small amount of poison, aning it would take quite a few more arrows before the dragon would weaken.
William expected this and controlled the Bow Puppet to fire as many arrows as it could at the softer parts of the dragon's body while it was in close range, taking advantage of the reduced distance to achieve pinpoint accuracy.
The act was a bit risky, since the dragon could seriously damage the Bow Puppet, but nothing ventured nothing gained. William was willing to take the risk in order to raise his chances of winning the fight. A dragon clearly wouldn't go out in a short amount of ti, and William didn't want to fight another battle of attrition, especially when he was in a ti crunch.
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