The Life by Paul Kite

Author:Paul Kite [Kite, Paul]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-05-31T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 20

If I were outside when they came onto the ship, the players would have spotted me right away, tied me up quickly, and killed the captain and the crew without further ado. However, now we had a chance. My sudden appearance could tip the scales in our favor. The main thing was to do it right. After all, while they were distracted by the conversation, I was creeping closer and closer to this strange dark elf. And I was doing that with intentions that were not entirely peaceful!

“Well, then I’ll destroy you and search the ship from top to bottom,” the player hissed evilly.

“Good luck!” Kirk said, giving a sign to his people to prepare for the next attack.

I was standing right behind the drow, and, praying to all the gods, thrust the daggers of chaos into his back...

First I triggered the passive skill ‘Silent Death’, a ‘Double Strike’ came next and a ‘Critical Strike’ in the end. Oh yeah! The numbers were surprisingly impressive. The system literally blossomed with reports of damage inflicted.

However, the arrogant drow didn’t die! He staggered and collapsed to the deck, breathing heavily. Var-Loar was mortally wounded, in other words, his HP was in the red, but he was still alive.

I only managed to pull the daggers out of the drow to fight off the blow of the other elf. He was one of the first to recover from the shock after my sudden attack on their leader.

“Finish him!” Kirk shouted, standing up in a protective stance together with other sailors and defending himself from the fierce elves.

“Right away, my captain,” I replied sarcastically, repelling two more strong attacks, the drow was unusually quick.

“Tserkin, do you have any blades left?” I heard the captain’s voice, addressed to one of his subordinates.

“Yes, captain. I have a couple left.”

“Give them to me.”

I didn’t know what he had in mind, I didn’t even have time to look around, but I wished he would hurry! I was fighting off two drow at once. It seemed that one of them was a player.

Hmm, an open melee with two strong opponents was a bust for me. I couldn’t imagine how I was still alive!

Something buzzed past my ear. A thin blade, like a sting, pierced the elf’s temple and went into his skull almost to its hilt. The elf was trying to trip me at that moment. He fell dead on the floor, right under the feet of his partner and made him stumble. Taking advantage of the situation, I swirled blade like a fan across his chest and ripped his throat. The player could have survived such a wound if he had used a high-quality scroll or with the help of a powerful wizard. However, at that moment the player tried to drink the potion hastily and spilled most of it from the hole in his throat.

I again heard the sound of a blade cutting through the air. The second one plunged into the chest of rising Var-Loar, right into his heart.

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