“Go, go, you can do it!”
An enormous mace strikes the ground, sending Ricard flying a few ters away when he jumps to avoid it. Clara falls to the ground when the ground shakes.
“Go, team! Go, team! We’re almost there! A little push and we’ll win! (Or we’re done for, if there are more enemies…)”
I make sure to lower the volu so only I can hear the last part.
‘What the hell am I doing?’ you ask. I’m cheering for my team. Isn’t it obvious? What else could I be doing?
‘Then, why am I cheering instead of helping?’ you ask. It’s because I’m useless right now. Let recapitulate so you can understand…
After escaping the room with those pillars, we found ourselves assaulted by countless enemies in a narrow corridor. They shot arrows at us from the sides at the sa ti that more enemies rushed at us from the sky, falling in the middle of our ranks.
We thought this was a dangerous spot to fight, so we decided to rush forward, ignoring the enemies, to avoid taking too much damage.
We made the wrong decision.
What we found at the end of the narrow passage wasn’t a door leading to a new area but a large arena. It didn’t take long for all the monsters to surround us and continue the assault, this ti without anywhere to hide or run to.
What’s worse, the sa colossal Angel from before dropped on top of us. Our chances to win, dwindling by the second.
But, then, in a heroic and valiant sacrifice, worthy of the most epic fairy tales, I made my comrades retreat and sacrificed myself to save the world! I cast as many Chain Lightning as I could to get the monster’s attention and then blew everything up with a Grand Finale. Enemies fell everywhere, the only ones left standing were and the wounded colossal Angel.
Fufufu! Hahaha! Can you imagine how epic it was!?
And now, since I’m useless thanks to the reduced stats, the only thing I can do is cheer for the rest of my team.
“Give an L! Give an E. Give an A! Give a G–”
I open my eyes wide and stop myself before it’s too late. What the heck was I doing!? Why was I spelling that la na!?
All my body shivers. I punch myself in the face as a punishnt.
Ah, shit... It counted as an attack and I almost killed myself… Well, at least it was worth it. Let’s resu cheering. But this ti, I’ll avoid stupid and dangerous mistakes.
“Go, go, team! You can do it! You just need a last push!”
…Why is it always who ends up being useless? Why do I have to blow myself up so often? Is it my fault, or is it because of the rest of the team…?
Hah, why am I making this question when it’s obvious it’s because of the rest? I don’t have any fault. None at all.
Ricard tries to parry one attack but is instead squashed into the ground. You can’t parry attacks like that, Ricard…
Well, he’s making fewer mistakes than usual. Usually, he would have been sent flying two or three tis because of his own mistakes, but today he’s only been sent flying when it was an effect of the angel’s skills.
Also, there’s no need to worry about him. He has the highest stats in our party, has skills that increase his resilience, and Laura is always keeping an eye to heal him when needed.
He never dies easily, like a true undead should.
Please… don’t tell him I said this or he won’t stop talking until he turns into a corpse.
anwhile, Laura and Clara attack it from the sides and back. Clara’s tentacles are latched onto it, so when the angel tries to shake her off, she spins around the monster instead, further entangling herself with it.
Like right now.
“Hehehe! Do it again, do it again!”
What do you think this is, Clara? An amusent park?
The angel grows angry, turning everything around itself into a sea of bright, white flas. As soon as they appear, everyone, including itself, starts taking continuous damage.
“Ah, shit, this isn’t good…” I comnt. I guess I can only do one thing. “Go, go, team! Don’t mind the flas, you can do it!”
Hahaha, did you expect to actually do sothing? Nah, it’s impossible. Right now, I’m disabled.
The fight continues.
My team’s HP starts dropping like there’s no tomorrow, but the angel isn’t doing well either. If it continues like this, our entire team won’t be able to do anything for the rest of the dungeon invasion, but we’ll win this fight.
I’m sure of it. After all, what could go wrong?
Shit, what am I doing!? Did I jinx it…? Nah, don’t worry, Andreu. I didn’t say it out loud, so it doesn’t count.
Finally, the colossal Angel drops to the floor with a loud thud. It almost falls on top of Clara, but luckily she manages to untangle herself and move away on ti.
We won! But it’s only thanks to my initial Grand Finale, which took away more than a third of the boss’ HP at the start.
“Yes, I knew you could do it! Good job everyone!”
“Haa… that was hard.” Laura wipes her nonexistent sweat and turns to Clara. “Are you sure this is the last part? There won’t be an impossible area after this one, right?”
“Yes, I’m sure this is the last. My sister will never do sothing so shaless, hehehe!”
“It wasn’t that hard. So, when is your sister coming? I’m itching for a fight. If she’s half as good as you’ve said…” Ricard trails off, distracted by the door that opens on one side of the arena.
My sister cos in, clapping.
*Clap! Clap!* “Good job, I didn’t expect you to survive the first ti you tried it.” She says. “Of course, there are lots of things you can improve, but… we’ll talk about it later.”
Clara jumps at Marta, grabbing her arm and shaking it. “Sis! Did you see how much I’ve improved?”
“Didn’t we agree you wouldn’t call ‘sis’ anymore?”
“Ah, you’re right. But… did I do well?”
“It was ok.” Marta glares at Clara for a mont and asks her “More importantly. Did you learn your lesson?”
Clara flinches.
“You an, to stop rushing at things?” Marta doesn’t say anything and keeps staring at her. “I did… I won’t do it anymore…” She finally says, lowering her head. Her voice fades off, to the point I have to strain my ears to hear it.
“Then it’s fine.” Marta then turns her head to and snorts. “Hmph! At least, you didn’t disappoint anymore,” she adds after a pause.
Is that all you have to say to !?
Well, she didn’t criticize either, it could have been way worse. Getting off scot-free isn’t that bad.
The next one Marta speaks to is Laura.
“I can teach you later if you want, but puzzles aren’t always straightforward. Sotis you need to think outside the box, or leave it to your intuition, like he did with the final jump.”
She points at before continuing. Omg! Did I actually get praised here!? Marta PRAISED !?
“Though I’m sure he was just lucky. It’s impossible he could decipher my code at all.”
Yeah… I knew it couldn’t be real. Why did I even get my hopes up? I swear, the next ti, I won’t fall for her tricks.
Laura agrees to Marta’s proposal. “Thank you. It’s an honor to receive your teachings.”
…I’m sure Ricard would die in ecstasy if he were to receive those words.
“Drop the formalities, it’s annoying. Oh, and nice to et you.”
Then, they exchange greetings. Imdiately after, Marta scans Laura, then turns to look at . She turns her head at Clara, who winks at her; and ends up staring at once again.
“Oh, I see… now I understand what all that fuss was about...” What did you understand, Marta!? Tell ! I demand an explanation! “I hope we’ll see each other soon in real life.”
Laura giggles. “I’ll do my best.”
This isn’t fair! I want to know it too! Hmm… or maybe not. What if it’s sothing it’s best I don’t know? What if I regret it later? Then, I better stay ignorant.
Yep, ignorance is bliss.
While I keep rejoicing in my ignorance, Marta turns to the last of us, the only one she hasn’t greeted yet.
Ricard… since my sister ca inside this room, he has been staring at her with his eyes wide open and his mouth hanging so low it almost touches the ground. I swear, I’m not exaggerating!
Though, to be more precise, he’s been staring slightly above my sister’s head.
Every ti there’s more than one player in the sa dungeon instance, there’s a symbol on top of its head for the other players to see. In general, you can choose between a symbol, your nickna, and your current Champion’s na. If you choose the Champion’s na, there’s an extra icon in front of it to show it isn’t the player’s nickna.
For example, on top of my head, I’m sure Marta can read ‘Mad Rat’ right now, with the Champion’s icon in front.
This is true everywhere except in the tournant, where everybody gets the sa symbol but with a different color whether it’s an ally or an enemy. Mostly to avoid cheating by using spaces to hide nas and similar stuff.
So, why is Ricard like this? It’s because on top of Marta’s head, in bright letters, there’s the na ‘Anthemia’. There’s no symbol in front of it, after all, so it ans it’s the player’s nickna.
Also, her Champion looks exactly the sa as the Seraphim she uses as Anthemia when playing in the top ranks, except for the wings. The wings’ looks and their numbers are different for each angel type, to avoid player confusion.
This is important because her current wings show she’s using a normal Angel unit instead of her Seraphim.
If it were only for how she looks, I’m sure Ricard would be spouting bullshit about how does she dare impersonate a top ranker. But since it’s impossible for two players to have the sa nickna…
I’m sure you can get the rest by yourselves.
“Is this the guy who wants to fight with ?” Marta asks . “Why is he looking at like that?”
“It’s… it’s hard to explain,” I say.
“Is that so?” She shrugs and waves her hand in front of his face. “Hello, is there anyone inside, or are you an empty husk?”
Ricard finally snaps out of his stupor. But instead of answering her, he turns to and starts shouting.
“Hey, Andreu. And you too, Clara. Why didn’t you tell your sister was Anthemia!? THE Anthemia! The top player who slaughters everybody who dares fight her in lee!”
“Ooh, you know your shit. That’s ! Hahaha!” She laughs.
Hey! What about keeping our real identities a secret, just in case the video gets exposed? You just called us by our real nas!
Though it isn’t like I can’t understand him… The shock he just suffered – after ignoring us every ti we told him in the past – must be quite great.
I, Clara, and Laura retort to him at the sa ti.
“I told you…”
“I tried to tell you, but you never listened. Hehehe!”
“They told you, Baldy. Multiple tis at that.”
Ignoring everybody, Marta says “All right. Now that you’ve snapped out of your trance… It’s nice to et you. I’m their older sister.” She chuckles at Ricard’s reaction. “I’ll agree to have a duel with you after seeing how much you’ve struggled to get this chance. But only because my little sister asked for it, so you should be glad. Not everybody can fight against . I’ve even changed my usual Champion to this weak Angel, who should have the sa stats as your Champion, so we can fight on equal terms.”
“No, no, no… This can’t be… Anthemia… My chance at glory… Nobody told about this!”
Ricard’s shout echoes in the large arena, but we all ignore him.
“Fighting against a better player is a great chance to improve. Take this chance to learn how they move. Observe what decisions they make in every situation. How and which attacks they evade, and which ones they don’t. How they position themselves and how they use the terrain. When and how they use their skills. And if it’s a fight with support mobs included, don’t miss how they command them around, as this might be the most important of them all.
Combat experience is a very important factor in this ga, and the fastest and easiest way to get it is to learn from a better player.”
- A tip from a professional DMA player to newer players.
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