After greeting his friends, the group spoke about various topics while waiting for the rest of their group to arrive or the doors to open, whichever happened first. The topic of Rowan becoming Arthur’s sports teacher was sohow brought up.
"Wait, so you’re Arthur’s teacher now?" Maria remarked, "What are the chances of that?"
"A lot smaller than finding out you’re a long-lost cousin, I’d say." Arthur retorted, "There’s probably sowhere around sixty-sothing high schools within a reasonable driving distance or sothing like that. Out of those schools, how many suddenly lost their sports teacher?"
"Why did you say it like that? What happened to the last sports teacher?" Maria asked, completely ignoring the random number that was pulled out of thin air.
"Oh, nothing... Nothing at all," Arthur remarked with a cheeky grin. "I’m sure he’s as happy as he’s ever been, serving lottery tickets and reheated sausage rolls to disgruntled custors."
The door to the facility opened shortly after, and Arthur gleefully walked into the building while Maria had several questions left unanswered.
Acai, Alvira and Liam all arrived at the facility soti during the morning briefing, and not long after the group was led into the capsule room, where they were swiftly sent back into the ga world.
Opening his eyes, rlin found himself where he left off, just outside of the ruins. He took around at his surroundings and quickly noticed that the sun was rather low in the sky and that it’d be nightti in only a matter of minutes.
’I should stick around, just in case.’ He thought to himself while sitting down beside the door fra.
rlin waited for the moon to rise, and he was fortunate this ti around, as the text on the door fra began glowing ever so faintly, and after waiting for a little while longer he could see the moon rising over the horizon.
"You’re back I see." An old man’s voice suddenly erged from behind rlin, causing his eyes to widen.
’I didn’t sense him this ti either,’ rlin thought to himself, ’What a stealthy old man.’
"Have you made any progress?" The old man asked as he walked towards the door fra.
"No, I haven’t figured it out yet," rlin responded in a sad tone. "Actually, I wanted to ask you a few questions before you disappeared last ti."
"Oho, questions for ? Let’s hear them." The old man responded.
"My biggest bottleneck with figuring things out is currently this language," rlin said, pointing to the unknown script above the door fra. "Frankly, I wouldn’t be sure where to even start while figuring out such an ancient language, I’m not even sure what the language is called."
"Oho, I do suppose that would put a damper on things," The old man briefly chuckled. "I’m not familiar with the language myself I’m afraid. Although I can tell you what little I do know."
"Please do," rlin requested.
"Well, one of my associates believes that this language is ancient Arcadian," The old man spoke up, "He believes he’s seen this script used in ancient temples throughout Arcadia, naly the ancient shrine of Artemis in Lycoa."
"Unfortunately, if such a thing is true, the language has been lost to ti, without a doubt..." The old man’s expression darkened. "These words may never be read or spoken aloud by mankind ever again. Perhaps only the gods themselves will rember such a language..."
"Well, you may not need to read the script to figure it out," The old man’s expression lightened as his eyes rest on rlin’s sheathed weapon. He rest his hand against the smooth stone that made up the door fra. "I have a feeling you’ll be able to think of a solution. You’re a bright young man."
rlin stood up and approached the door fra, the script above the door was glowing stronger than it originally had, but it was still faint enough to go unnoticed by those walking past.
But as rlin moved closer to the ruin, he noticed that the blade strapped to his side had begun vibrating.
Startled by this sudden change, rlin pulled Ghostsaw’s blade out of its sheath to inspect it, but he quickly found that the closer the blade was to the door fra, the stronger it vibrated.
"What on earth..." rlin muttered to himself, believing this to be a very strange interaction.
He continued moving the blade ever so closer to the door fra. The vibrations ramped up in strength as it got closer to the centre, but then it suddenly ca to a stop, and rlin couldn’t move it any closer, it was as if the blade was being pressed against an impenetrable barrier.
For a blade that could phase through almost anything, for it to be unable to enter the empty space within the door fra, it was an odd sight. No matter how much force rlin applied to the blade, it wouldn’t traverse through the door fra.
Thinking perhaps sothing was wrong with the ruin this ti around, he reached out with his free hand and reached through the fra where the blade couldn’t. He quickly found that his hand could move through the space without any resistance, but the blade was still being prevented.
「The quest "A door without a key." has been updated.」
While being sowhat preoccupied with his recent findings and the notice that his quest had been updated, rlin was slow to notice that the old man had disappeared once more.
"Why does he keep doing that?" rlin exclaid in frustration, "I still had more questions, bloody ninja grandpa."
He looked around for a while, trying to locate any trace of the old man, but once again it was as if he had vanished into thin air.
He turned his attention back to the door fra, he wondered just how much force he could apply to the mysterious wall blocking his dagger’s path.
rlin walked through the fra, and his whole body was allowed through, except of course for the dagger he was holding in one of his hands.
Due to the fact he was now applying a pulling force to the dagger instead of a pushing force, he figured he’d be able to apply more strength to it. He wanted to see how far he could push it before sothing happened.
"Perhaps the key in this instance is strength?" He muttered to himself, "It might be that I’m just not a high enough level to push through the barrier."
He sent his vines out to latch onto anything they could grab behind him, most of which seed to just be various structures of the surrounding ruins.
Once he felt like he had a secure grip on his surroundings, he tried his hardest to pull the dagger by himself, but to no avail. It was now ti for the vines to do their job. rlin set all the vines to retract mode, causing his arm to suddenly feel like it was being ripped from its socket.
Ignoring the pain, he noticed that the dagger was still not budging, but after a little while, he started seeing small blue sparks slowly form around the dagger.
"Well, that’s sothing." He muttered in a pained grunt while still trying to apply as much force to the dagger as possible.
The sparks started getting larger, so of which had begun hitting rlin’s arms. Rather than the burning sensation that was expected of electricity, these sparks carried an eerie cold sensation that penetrated deep into rlin’s skin, causing his arms to go numb.
Eventually, rlin’s body couldn’t take it, and the blade slipped out of his numb hands, causing the blade to suddenly fly out with a bright blue flash, while rlin was flung backwards in the opposite direction.
"Ouch, that was a stupid idea." rlin groaned as he picked himself off the ground, retracting his vines in the process.
He found that he couldn’t move his arms, it was almost like they were frozen solid, down to the bone.
"Oh dear, that’s not a good sign..." He muttered to himself while staring at his arms.
He wandered around the ruins while looking for his dagger, it seed to have been flung quite the distance away from the ruins, but the sight of blue sparks around a nearby tree eventually gave the blade’s position away. Fortunately much closer than expected.
Approaching the tree, rlin saw that the dagger had been embedded deep within the tree trunk and a large area around the blade, big enough to encase most of the tree trunk, seed to have been suddenly flash-frozen.
Due to his hands being currently useless, he sent a vine to pick the weapon up, but upon making contact with the blade, the vine was quickly flash-frozen as well. The sudden temperature drop had caused the vine to shatter, which had counted as enough damage to force the vine to retract.
Being unable to retrieve the dagger manually, he was forced to use a command to retrieve it. He began chanting briefly, which caused the dagger to quickly fade away, being sent back to his inventory where he quickly inspected the item.
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[Freezing Ghostsaw’s Blade (Unique)]
A nasty looking long dagger with a serrated edge. It was previously the trusted partner of Ghostsaw, a famous assassin who operated within Macedonia before he was assassinated. It has an eerie aura, and often feels cold to the touch.
Due to being forcibly shoved into a sealed dinsional rift, it has absorbed so of the pent up energy that was once stored behind the barrier, causing it to be temporarily imbued with that dinsion’s energy.
It seems as though the blade’s original aura has been vastly enhanced, causing it to obtain a field that will instantly freeze anything that gets close. This effect will disappear once all the energy is expended.
• Damage: 16
• Stealth: 15%
• Abilities: ⟪Rending Strike⟫
• Infused souls: "★ Race Soul: Ghost (Level 3)"
• Soul abilities: ⟪Phantom Step⟫, ⟪Phantom Slash⟫
• Freezing Aura
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"Ahh, Arthur you idiot... We didn’t learn our lesson when playing with dinsional rifts last ti, did we?" rlin reprimanded himself, "Well, at least nothing bad happened this ti around.... I hope."
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