Awaken Online (Book 3): Evolution by Bagwell Travis

Author:Bagwell, Travis [Bagwell, Travis]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Superheroes | Cyberpunk
Published: 2018-05-23T04:00:00+00:00

System Notice

You are affected by the buff, Bleat of Battle. Your primary statistics have all been increased by 15% for the duration of the spell.

Jason didn’t have time to ponder on the nature of the buff or appreciate more of the Hippie’s bad jokes. The two wolves facing off against Frank were growing frustrated and were preparing to lunge at the barbarian.

Run! Jason mentally screamed at himself. He felt frozen, staring at the gaping maws of the two monstrous animals. He no longer had his dark mana to numb him to the tension of combat, and he felt… weak.

“Jason, snap out of it!” Riley called from his side.

At her shout, Jason slapped himself forcefully with his mailed gauntlet – shaving off a tiny sliver of his own health. He didn’t have time to be afraid. His friends were in danger. With a massive effort of will, he started moving, sprinting toward Frank. He raced past his burly friend, triggering Shield Bash and slamming his metal shield into one wolf’s head. A shower of blood erupted from the impact, and the wolf reeled from the blow. Frank followed up quickly, his two-handed sword descending in a massive strike that partially severed the wolf’s head. The creature promptly dropped to the ground with a dull thump.

A thunderous growl sounded from beside Jason as the other wolf lunged forward. An arrow immediately embedded itself in the creature’s eye, throwing the wolf off course. Jason took the opportunity provided by Riley’s attack and used another Crushing Blow. His sword speared the wolf’s neck, sinking deeply into its flesh. A moment later, the monster slumped to the ground unmoving, and Jason’s blade slid free, crimson blood dripping from the metal.

Silence once again descended upon the road, only interrupted by the gasping breaths of Jason and his teammates and the soft bleating of the sheep. Four of the giant corpses now littered the ground, and the flock was huddled against Eliza, their bodies shivering and their eyes still wide in fear as they stared at the dead wolves.

“Our mighty heroes cheered, their exploits were sure to be revered,” the Hippie’s voice rang out across the forest. “Yet the clock was still ticking, and the group shouldn’t stand around… erm… dickering! The sun will soon be setting and lingering in this forest could be quite upsetting.”

“That last one wasn’t exactly a rhyme,” Frank said sourly. “You basically used the same word twice.”

“Well, it was close. Ever heard of a near rhyme?” the Hippie demanded. “Of course not! You haven’t honed your craft like Fluffy!”

Frank just shook his head in irritation, cleaning his sword on the fur of one of the dead wolves. Jason looked at the corpses with a morose expression, wishing that he could raise the beasts. Unfortunately, the Hippie had removed that as an option.

“We should probably move,” Jason suggested quietly, hearing more howls echoing in the distance. “His terrible rhyming aside, the Hippie’s message was sort of clear. At least one got away, and he might return with friends.

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