My grandfather? Dallion hesitated. Most of the things that Dallion had learned about awakening were from his grandfather. Could it be, though, that certain details were omitted?
He was the one who first obtained control of this area, the village chief said. I guess hes not as reliable as you thought.
Yeah, things like echoes tend to get in the way.
At the mont Dallions concern was how to continue the fight, rather than any information his grandfather might have kept from him. Without the escape option, he couldnt make use of his ultimate surprise attack. To make matters worse, the bonuses of his entire defense sequence had been completely negated.
Youre not leaving here unless I let you.
He doesnt know what I was aiming to do? Dallion thought. So, he had a chance after all. As long as he did the final jump as soon as the mont the escape rectangle appeared, the old man wouldnt be able to react in ti.
Give up, Aspion said. You dont even suspect your worth. The people need the awakened. As long as you dont oppose , you can stay in the village. If you join my family, youll never need for anything.
Options flickered through Dallions mind. Direct attacks had proved inefficient, but what about a ricochet shot? Combination attacks were a thing; if a lee attack could be combined with a defense action, why not a ranged one as well?
As long as you promise , I wont even ask you to admit defeat. No one can see whats happening here. In the real world, youll continue with your attack and I would think of so nonsense of your bravery proving you suitable for my granddaughter. My echoes will take care of the rest.
Anything so long as I dont cause a ripple. Dallion tested his theory, discreetly aiming at the buckler with his dartbow. It only lasted a fraction of a second, but Dallion was able to see the red line bounce off the tal surface like a laser off a mirror. Part one of the new plan had gone without a hitch. What if I want to leave? Go to a city? I heard that they are the places to be.
We all have to make sacrifices. Youll stay here. Whatever you want will be brought to you. rchants like the awakened. Several mbers of my family earn their keep by improving an item or two each ti one of the travelling peddlers passes by.
I see. What about him? Dallion pointed at sothing behind the village chief.
It was the oldest trick in the book. No one on Earth would have fallen for it. However, this wasnt Earth. Whether through habit or curiosity, Aspion turned around to look. And that was the precise mont that Dallion went on with the second part of his plan. Taking advantage of his high reactions, he angled the buckler in such a fashion so a shot would hit his target, then squeezed the trigger.
The bolt bounced off exactly as the line suggested it would. The only ti Dallion had seen anything of the sort was when playing virtual billiards. That was only part of the plan, though. A single attack, even if successful, wouldnt amount to much. Monts after firing the shot, Dallion sprinted forward.
Aspion tuned out in ti, just as Dallion expected he would, buckler deflecting the bolt in the very last mont. The action, though, had been close enough to trigger the appearance of a series of green markers.
Here we go again.
Step, step, turn, step, twist
The pattern was easy to follow. Dallion went on segnt to segnt. The village chief didnt seem to catch on, continuing with his attempts to slice Dallion with his sword. Several tis the blade passed inches wide from the boys facea scary, yet surprisingly invigorating experience that only made Dallion all the more determined.
ESCAPE TRIGGERED
If you wish to escape combat, smash the window
Finally, the rectangle appeared. Dallion didnt even bother waiting, imdiately leaping to a spot on the side of the chief. From there it was one simple swing to do one of his golden classicsshield to the head.
Sleep tight, old man. Dallion grinned, A loud ringing noise followed like tal hitting on tal.
There was a mont of confusion. Could it be that the village chief had a head of steel? Or maybe being awakened for so long had caused him to gain abilities Dallion wasnt aware of. As it beca obvious, the answer was very different. Dallions buckler had clashed against nothing else but the chiefs own shield, resulting in the unusual noise.
How? Dallion asked, leaping back.
I told you youre just a beginner in this. There was no hatred on the chiefs face, only disappointnt and possibly even pity. Even the gifted need ti to develop. You were lucky being selected by the hunting party, but nice weapons and a one-week training course arent enough to defeat .
Without warning, Aspion jumped into the air. The action was elegant, precise, almost graceful. Looking at it, Dallion had the distinct feeling he had seen it before only last ti it was Gloria who had perford it.
Youre good at combining your skills, just as your grandfather was. The chief landed back on the ground a short distance away. But theres only so much you could do with attack and guard. I can do that as well, but also combine them with acrobatics. He leapt forward, swinging the sword as he did.
A series of green lines appeared on Dallion, changing location faster than the boy could keep up. There was no avoiding such an attack. The only option was retreating while deflecting what he could with his buckler.
MINOR WOUND
Health reduced by 5%
MINOR WOUND
Health reduced by 5%
MINOR WOUND
Health reduced by 5%
MINOR WOUND
Health reduced by 5%
The attacks continued like a whirlwind of swords. This was no normal combo, it was sothing the village chief had trained to do. Halfway through, he paused, letting Dallion take a breath.
One single attack and he had already reduced the boys health by a fifth.
Last chance, Aspion said. Give in, or lose your powers.
I think Ill pick option three. Dallion gritted his teeth.
Suit yourself.
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