Wish Upon the Stars 5: A Cultivation LitRPG Adventure by Malcolm Tent

Author:Malcolm Tent [Tent, Malcolm]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Timeless Wind Publishing
Published: 2024-08-07T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty-Nine

Sloane had already merged with her companions by the time she reached the sand. They had somehow restored the arena to its original state, sans big circle of rock, but I noted with interest that her feet seemed to skim over the ground without imprinting too deeply. I wasn’t sure whether it was an effect of the silver wings or some kind of light step fox ability, but it was an interesting detail to note.

I turned to Mel. “So,” I said, “who exactly is she fighting? I don’t think they said. Do either of you know?”

Having details on the other fighter for comparison would give me a better idea of what Sloane could do, since we were apparently going to be fighting her in the tournament. Or more realistically, I might be fighting her. If our team ran into the Beast Lord Garden’s crew, Abel and Mel would crush them, but the team competition was only the preliminary stage of the event.

Mel shook her head. “Not sure, but they usually do some kind of announcement.” Even as she spoke, the announcer bellowed Sloane’s name and affiliation before moving on to introduce the dark-cloth-wrapped form slinking from the other gate. When Mel heard the enemy’s name, she winced. “Ah. That’s not going to be an easy fight. I’ve never fought Shale, but I got a quick rundown of the big names from Ceras.”

“Shale?” I asked suspiciously. “That’s a type of rock, right? Some kind of earth manipulator? I could see how that might be a pain in the ass.”

As the battle started, Sloane pivoted forward, her wings cracking the air as they drove her straight at the other fighter, almost too fast to follow. The glow of the wings made it clear there was more at work than just muscle, and I whistled at the speed on display.

Still, it wasn’t too fast for someone like me to dodge, so I assumed Shale would move. I assumed wrong. Not only did Shale not move, Shale didn’t do anything. They just stood there as Sloane smashed into them at top speed… and bounced off, skidding across the sand with a scream of pain, holding the shoulder she had led with. She staggered to her feet, giving a quick jerk of her arm to pop it back into place as she glared at the other fighter.

The cloth across Shale’s chest had been shredded slightly by the wings, in some kind of split-second slashing attack I hadn’t even seen in the moment after Sloane bounced off, but the flesh under the wrapping didn’t seem to be bleeding. Hell, it didn’t seem to be flesh. Shale shook their head, reaching up to unwind the cloth from their face and rebind it over their chest.

The revealed face was masculine and rough. Not like some people use that phrase to mean worn or hard-won, but literally rough. Also grey. Because the form under the wrappings was made of solid rock.

Mel snickered slightly. “Earth manipulation-adjacent.” I turned to cock my head at her.

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