Death: Genesis 2: An Isekai LitRPG by Nicholas Searcy

Author:Nicholas Searcy [Searcy, Nicholas]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Podium Publishing
Published: 2023-03-27T16:00:00+00:00

Venomous Hatchet (G)—A well-constructed hatchet that harnesses the power of poison to empower its wielder’s strikes. Special functions: Drachnid Poison (minor), Self-Repair (minor).

It was a powerful weapon, but that had been no surprise, given that it had been a quest reward for killing an elite and decimating a nest of monsters whose numbers exceeded four digits. Now, she was going to see just how strong it was.

Hefting the weapon, she saw the faint, green sheen dancing along its blade. It felt perfectly balanced in her right hand. In her other, she held the dagger in a reverse grip. Carla, who’d regained her footing, retrieved a pair of short swords from her hips. One danced with arcing blue light, but the other seemed perfectly mundane, if well-made.

“I’m gonna cut your fuckin’ arms off and feed them to you,” the woman spat.

“Gross,” Abby said under her breath. Then, she attacked, swinging her hatchet horizontally. It sliced through the air, narrowly missing a dodging Carla, who swung her blue-lit sword in turn. Abby ducked, letting it sail over her head, but she couldn’t completely avoid the woman’s other attack, which shaved a bit of muscle from Abby’s already injured shoulder.

She sprang back with a grimace, but she wouldn’t let it slow her down. If she allowed the minor wound to distract her, Carla would skewer her in an instant. Abby was already outmatched, in terms of stats. Despite her recently acquired achievements, she was still two levels below the other woman, after all.

Just as she’d begun to ready herself for another attack, Abby felt a surge of power, a familiar sensation that announced that Zeke had targeted her with his new skill, [Mark of the Bear], which sent her endurance and vitality soaring past her previous limits. It didn’t help much with her current wounds, but it would hopefully help her overcome her opponent. The vitality might not be a huge deal, but the endurance would allow her to resist the woman’s attacks a little more easily. Abby stepped forward and resumed the battle with renewed savagery.

Carla immediately went on her back foot, surprised by Abby’s ferocity. Every time she dodged one blade, the other would be on its way. So, it wasn’t long before Abby’s hatchet found its mark. It was a simple wound. Barely more than a scratch on the woman’s left arm. But the Venomous Hatchet proved true to its name. In seconds, Carla’s arm went limp; the poison mirrored that of the drachnids, which combined a necrotic and paralytic effect. It obviously wasn’t enough to completely overcome Carla’s endurance or vitality, but it seemed more than capable of taking her limb out of the fight.

“W-what did you do?” the woman snarled. Then, her voice took on the aspect of fear as she muttered, “Poison shouldn’t . . . it shouldn’t . . .”

Abby wasn’t listening. Instead, she darted back into the fray, her weapons swinging, stabbing, and slicing. By trade, she was not a melee fighter. She hated when she had to get up close and personal.

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