Into Twilight: An Apocalyptic LitRPG (Viceroy's Pride Book 1) by Cale Plamann

Author:Cale Plamann [Plamann, Cale]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mountaindale Press
Published: 2021-11-30T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-One

Rematch (II)

Dan stood there, glancing dumbly from his battered helmet to where Ishlar stood, giving an incomprehensible angry monologue. It was a small blessing that Ishlar was an idiot. Anyone else would have followed up on his disorientation with a fatal blow. God knows his trainer back at the Thoth foundation would have capitalized on a moment of weakness like that. She certainly hadn’t been shy about letting him wake up in the medical bay when he made mistakes.

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Well, at least Sam hadn’t left him completely high and dry. He wasn’t exactly sure that he wanted to be learning a new language, even with science-fiction-level assistance during the middle of a fight, but it was a lot better than the old-fashioned way. At least this way, he might be able to convince someone that his last name was Thrush rather than Bird.

God, Ishlar was still talking. The rest of the fights continued around them, but the man positively would not shut up. Deep inside himself, Dan vowed that he couldn’t lose to this idiot. He had used magic to fight giant ants, bats, and other monstrosities. His body had something like fifteen million dollars worth of medical equipment in it. He had lived through the disastrous first contact with the elves of the Tellask Empire. Hell, he had beaten odds so high that they still weren’t able to calculate them by surviving ingesting a mana crystal.

All stories have an end, but his wasn’t going to be here, to an idiot that most resembled the assholes who gave him crap in highschool when he didn’t make the football team. If he was going to die on Twilight, it was going to be to an actual honest-to-God magical monster. Not someone who was pumped full of the magical equivalent of steroids while using their daddy’s toys to push him around.

A flicker of rage ignited in his chest. He was better than Ishlar. He had beaten the man in the arena on an even footing, and now Ishlar wanted another crack at Dan. Fine. This time, there wouldn’t be a referee to stop him from dealing a killing blow. He had already earned the man’s mana once. It was just a matter of doing it again.

Ishlar just stood there, ranting, trusting in his spell shield to keep him safe. He was right, after a fashion. Dan didn’t have anything that could quickly punch through the kinetic shield, but that didn’t mean he was helpless. With a deep, steadying breath, Dan muttered “Flame Jet” to activate the ability.

Ishlar yelped in surprise and stepped to the side as the line of fire washed over him, only to catch another Flame Jet. Even if the shield protected him, not all shields were created equal.

A cheap spellshield, the kind used by the rank and file soldiers in the invasion on Earth, would solely protect against basic kinetic attacks such as arrows, swords, and bullets.

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