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. They were really chasing me, not to scare me, not

amidst my r

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ipping on the slippery ground. Damn, this body did feel a lit

vin, Reno, and a kid named Dimas, the Archer. The annoying combo o

m!" Kevin

pulled was heard, my reflex mov

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back up. Okay, they're serious! I gritted my teeth. If this kept up, I'd be caught, and if I w

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eat, a truly hardcore game. I tried to focus on that skill, and as s

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t I killed? My eyes widened slightly. Okay, this isn't weak, this isn

e to kill something first, pref

there is anything weaker than me

e denser the trees became, the ground became rougher, and the air felt colder. It was st

areas usually make normal people hesitate.

ent d

ha

in a more open area. A small depression was filled with a thin mist, t

he size of a dog, with a body like a mix of a wolf and a lizard, with gray

ication

ang Cu

t a low, aggressive growl. Good, we need each other. I gripped my bran

expected, and I reflexively dodged to t

, d

as lighter than before, and my reflexes felt better. It was probably a new world effect, or

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id it and hit the monste

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.

branch, the monster stared a

barrassing

ng. My strength was pathetic, so I had to get creative. The monster charged again. I retreated behin

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couldn't wait, I stabbed again and again. A wild, inel

s body stopped moving. Silent, I was panting, my

, just relief. Then, the stalk in my hand glowed a faint green. Small roots sp

else

am of light flowed up the branches and into my body. Warm energy flowed

ication

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ga

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2 re

ned my

is is

, I feel my body a little stronger, a little faster, my heart

ittle. The surface of the stalk looked darker, harder, and shar

d the others appeared from behind the trees. They stopped when they

illed

ed a l

es

e seeing me calm. Good.

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