Chapter One-Hundred and Fifty: Cut Off
<span style="font-weight:400">“So what exactly was all that abuse I just went through for…?” Tom asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ohe on,” Drakeughed, “That was hardly abuse.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I have bites in ces I didn’t know I had! Not to mention insect juice!” Tom rebutted, throwing his arms into the air.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Don’t be so dramatic, a little blood never hurt anyone,” Drake scoffed.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Maybe for you… But I’m normal! I’m not used to being covered in… whatever this is…” Tommented.
<span style="font-weight:400">“He does have a point there, bro,” Bjorn agreed.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Are you calling me abnormal?” Drake asked, raising a brow.
<span style="font-weight:400">“We’re both freaks, don’t even y,” Bjornughed, giving a chuckle.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ok, fair. But he''s a tank and he needs to get used to it. I was babying him during the Goblin Invasion, but the monsters are getting exponentially harder and numerous. Not just Tom but everyone needs to deal with it,” Drake sighed, “I’ve been too protective of everyone…”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Awe he really does care,” Chelsea snickered.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Sure, I do,” Drake turned, telling Chelsea tly while looking into her eyes, “Some more than others though,” he said smirking and looking over to ire.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I-i….” Chelsea tried to say, then frowned.
<em><span style="font-weight:400">Too far?</em><span style="font-weight:400"> Drake thought.
<em><span style="font-weight:400">“I would think so, but she can notin. She knew from the start you and her were a long shot. I am still surprised you are even entertaining the other one,”</em><span style="font-weight:400"> Natto sighed.
<em><span style="font-weight:400">What do you mean?</em><span style="font-weight:400"> Drake asked, turning back and looking at the massive ice door that still blocked the Ant’sst Hive entrance.
<span style="font-weight:400">“<em><span style="font-weight:400">Well, for instance, do you even know the where abouts of where ire is on the outside? Once the tutorial is over she will be taken away from you and ced back to where she was previously, the same as you. Do you think a ss such as her would not be coveted, let alone safe?”</em><span style="font-weight:400"> Natto exined.
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake flinched.
<em><span style="font-weight:400">Ok, I see your point. But are you really telling me to not be attached to people I’ve spent so much time with?</em><span style="font-weight:400"> Drake thought.
<em><span style="font-weight:400">“Of course not, I know how sappy and soft you truly are Drake Wallen. Just do not be surprised if not everyone you hold dear will be here once the tutorial has ended. I just….. I just hope you are prepared for the reality of the world.</em><span style="font-weight:400">”
<em><span style="font-weight:400">I understand…. Thank you Natto, but that is what this whole thing is about, I’m doing my best to prepare them all for it.</em>
<em><span style="font-weight:400">“But you can only do so much Drake, you must see that…”</em>
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake paused, not wanting to really answer thest question. A touch on his shoulder pulling him out of his conversation with Natto.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Are you alright?” ire asked, “That was a pretty big spell you used earlier…”
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake smiled, “I’ll be fine. What about you, how are you feeling after using your new buff?” he asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">ire smirked back, “A little tired, it does take half of my mana to cast, but looks like it was worth it.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake looked behind her, seeing Sherry, Hudson, and Amir still picking up the monster corpses and skill stones that peppered the ground around the area.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, seems like it. AOE’s always give me chills,” Drake smiled.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Chills?” ire asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Back in the day when I used to y games, AOEin was the only way to do anything in my game of choice. Every time you would be on the brink of dying, only a sliver of health on every pull. Dying then didn’t mean really dying like it does here, but still gave me a rush every time,” Drake exined.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Did you used to y games a lot, Mr. Shot?” Harley asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, I loved games. It’s where I met a lot of my closest friends actually. In a game, everyone is from a different background, has different experiences, looks and sounds different. But that doesn’t matter in the game, or at least it didn’t used to. All that mattered was game skill, how well you could perform your task. And could you do it better than the other guy,” Drakeughed, “I miss those guys. From back then…. Hope they''re doing alright.”
<span style="font-weight:400">A small pause in the conversation was filled by a slightly depressing feeling as Drake looked down reminiscing for a moment, before pulling out a ck die from his inventory.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Well enough being worried about those two, I’m sure they’re fine. Game like system like this, they probably have all Legendary skills and are breezing through their tutorials. Now, what weapon are we going to get?”
<strong>[Quest Complete! Subjugated 500 of 500 Tyrant Ant Reapers [F Rank]</strong>
<strong>[ept Rewards?]</strong>
<strong>[Yes/No]</strong>
<strong>[Experience Earned, 1,200,000 TP Earned]</strong>
<strong>[Please roll for Weapon Rarity]</strong>
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake rolled the die in his hand, the ss-like surface cool and smooth on his fingertips.
<span style="font-weight:400">Throwing it out the die bounced against the ground eventually tumbling into the ice door that held the Ants at bay, their chittering and scratching behind it doing little to break the thick sheet.
<span style="font-weight:400">THe die rolled back, stopping on 10.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Damn, was really hoping for a 20….” Drake cursed, clicking his tongue.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You do know 20 is hard to get right?” Chelsea said incredulously.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Always aim high. Dream big or don’t dream, I say!” Drake scoffed, picking up the die, a staff dropping to the ground out of a mote of light.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Damn, I already have a staff. And this one is only umon…” Drake sighed, stowing it away.
<span style="font-weight:400">“So what now?” Julia asked, looking at the door with the rest of the group.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Well, honestly?” Drake said, still looking at the Ants behind the ice door, “I’m surprised the Guardian isn’t breaking through the door for one…. And,” Drake looked over his shoulder to Bjorn, “We still haven’t seen the big bad boss since the first time we came here. Which is really starting to bother me.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“So? We going in?” Bjorn asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’d like to, but I don’t think everyone is ready yet. And there are still variants that we haven’t faced yet inside I’m sure,” Drake thought aloud.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Well, are we safer with you or out here?” Megan asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Good question,” Drake sighed. Tapping on the ice door with his finger absentmindedly.
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake took a moment looking at the remaining time they had left.
<strong>[Current Time Remaining in Tutorial: 41 days 13 hours 45 minutes 12 seconds]</strong>
<em><span style="font-weight:400">We have a decent amount of time still, but the Prince Quest is what is bothering me…</em><span style="font-weight:400"> Drake thought.
<em><span style="font-weight:400">“I advise against bringing anyone not beneficial or necessary inside with you then. As you have said there could still be powerful variants within still that they are holding in reserve,”</em><span style="font-weight:400"> Natto exined.
<em><span style="font-weight:400">You think they are smart enough to trap us?</em><span style="font-weight:400"> Drake asked, surprised.
<span style="font-weight:400">“<em><span style="font-weight:400">I know they are. You are dealing with monsters that are close to breaking through to E-Rank if not already there. The difference from F to E is not something only quantifiable in stats. Race passives increase, intelligence, skills even, depending on your race’s purity,”</em><span style="font-weight:400"> Natto warned.
<em><span style="font-weight:400">And you didn’t want to tell me this earlier? </em>
<em><span style="font-weight:400">“I did! Did I not warn you to kill that oaf?”</em>
<em><span style="font-weight:400">Is that even the same?</em>
<em><span style="font-weight:400">“Of course it is! The Titan race is one of the primordial races, meaning it is of the highest order, just like the others! Changing to one will have effects on that person and their abilities beyond what you can imagine. I implore you Drake, this is not the same as the King.”</em>
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake pursed his lips, thinking on the warning.
<em><span style="font-weight:400">Do you think I can at least escape an E-Rank? And there’s still no guarantee that they have even ranked up. Shouldn’t there be a quest or something for stuff like that?</em><span style="font-weight:400"> Drake asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“<em><span style="font-weight:400">For Mana vessels yes there is. But for Monsters, they work on an entirely different system and can forego that all together. All a Monster requires is experience,”</em><span style="font-weight:400"> Natto exined.
<em><span style="font-weight:400">So it''s like an anime power up? Instant huh… Well, that’s a little unfair…</em><span style="font-weight:400"> Drake grumbled.
<span style="font-weight:400">“<em><span style="font-weight:400">That is a horrible analogy, but yes it is instant. If a monster was to gain enough experience while you were inside the Hive, I fear you would stand no chance, even at your current status. And the rest of your so-called party? They would be wiped out, Drake,” </em><span style="font-weight:400">Natto said tly.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Then there’s only one thing to do then,” Drake said, sighing.
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake ced his whole hand onto the door this time, melting a small doorway into it, before stepping through quickly. Then filling it back up instantly, “Guess we’re going it alone for now.”
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<span style="font-weight:400">“Drake! Drake?!” ire shouted, mming her fists onto the ice wall, “What is he doing?! He said we were all going to go together!”
<span style="font-weight:400">“He must have been talking to the little Miss…”” Bjorn suspected, “She must have told him it was too dangerous, so he decided to go in by himself to see if she was right.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“What? Can’t you just break the door down?!” ire shouted at him.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I could but what good would that do?” Bjorn said, crossing his arms, “If he thinks that anyone here would be in danger if they followed him right now I’d have to agree. Everyone besides him and I are still under level 20, most of you are not evenbat proficient sses. Wait,” Bjorn said, breaking from his exnation, “Where’s Theo?”
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<span style="font-weight:400">“<em><span style="font-weight:400">Impact!” </em><span style="font-weight:400">Drake roared, throwing a fist through an Ant’s head, his other arm aimed behind it as a burst of air and ice shot out from thebination of magic circles, pelting the Ants in the tunnel.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Still no Guardian…. Just runts… And no new variants yet. Think we’re in the clear?” Drake asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“<em><span style="font-weight:400">You have not gone deep enough Drake, it has only been a few minutes. Do you really miss yourpanions that much?”</em><span style="font-weight:400"> Natto asked snickering.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh you like our quality time alone that much? I didn’t know you cared like that Natto,” Drake countered.
<span style="font-weight:400">“<em><span style="font-weight:400">If I could be rid of you I would…”</em><span style="font-weight:400"> Natto sighed.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Aw don’t be shy now, it’s only us here!” Drake shouted, his voice echoing in the tunnel, before it was overtaken by the chittering of ants once more, “Ok I lied, us and some insects, but close enough.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake leapt forward, summoning two disks of water on either side of him, using his wind endowment to speed himself up and wade his way through the massive clutter of ants, the spinning des doing their job of thinning the pack.
<span style="font-weight:400">A third blue magic circle formed at his feet, summoning water all around him blocking the insect stter as he went.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I don’t know why I didn’t think of this before. Now I don’t worry about getting any on me,” Drake chuckled.
<span style="font-weight:400">“<em><span style="font-weight:400">While I am sure you are impressed with yourself. We still have a problem,”</em><span style="font-weight:400"> Natto reminded.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Problem? But things are going so smoothly. Oh…” Drake said, understanding her meaning.
<span style="font-weight:400">“<em><span style="font-weight:400">Exactly. It should be going anything but smoothly. I fear there is more to it than just a Variant Queen. This may have more surprises behind it than we are prepared to deal with. Again I advise you to give up… But I know you will not,”</em><span style="font-weight:400"> she sighed.
<span style="font-weight:400">“d we got that out of the way then. So, how far should I be going down?” Drake asked, stopping at an intersection of tunnels.
<span style="font-weight:400">Ants on every side of him, he still breathed easy. After such a long marathon of clearing out and then doing so again of the field above for the other Hive Entrances, these few minutes felt like a breeze.
<span style="font-weight:400">“It is a bit annoying that I can’t use fire though, love blowing stuff up….” Drake grumbled, his water-like bubble shifting into another disk as he sent all three down different tunnels, slicing through Ants with ease as they went.
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake suddenly raised a brow. Feeling his spell cancel.
<span style="font-weight:400">“That’s new….” Drake said in a low voice, his head turning to the right tunnel.
<span style="font-weight:400">“<em><span style="font-weight:400">Was your spell canceled?”</em><span style="font-weight:400"> Natto asked unsure as well.
<span style="font-weight:400">“No, it felt like it was…. Absorbed?” Drake said, unsure himself.
<span style="font-weight:400">He quickly raised his arm, throwing another disk of water down the tunnel, only to feel the loss of his spell again, but this time hearing the impact of the disk.
<span style="font-weight:400">“That can’t be good…” Drake mumbled.