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    “I was and I am, but before I rip your head off I want to hear your reasoning for such a stupid stunt.” She said cutting down another apple. “Knowing you, you had a plan and did not just


    “He would have killed all of us. I realized this when he avoided th


    “Sooo, I tried to come up with a strategy to defeat him and the only thing I had seen that looked remotely like a weakness was, that he took a bit too much pleasure in causing pain and


    “I trusted my vitality and armor to keep me alive. And I trusted you.” Marcus said in his feeble defense. Her eyes looked watery but she did not say anything for a minute. Finally she said, “This is going to happen again. You getting hurt badly over and over.”.


    Marcus looked a bit sheepish. “5 level


    EXP from kills is not rewarded to the last hit but shared


    “Shall I spent them?” Marcus asked with a smile. “Sure” Janette leaned back watching him activating all five crests for vitality. “By now, you should have the vitality of mid to high level front liner. I don’t think handguns or knifes can actually kill you anymore. My rifle surely can.” She added the last part while squinting her eyes. They laughed and then she became serious again, “Am I supposed to spent only on willpower from now on?”


    Marcus got up and stretched his empowered body. “I would say 3 willpower, 1 dexterity and 1 of what ever else you feel you need.” She gave him a thumbs up and then it looked like she thought


    “Do you understand how helpful this is to me?” She started and Marcus


    Marcus had left the medical war


    Marcus felt selfish and bad but a part of him did not want to share his knowledge. Janette was a different case, she was… she was… The word that cam


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    Brahms held a speech about the cost of success and the loss of comrades and caring on their spirit. 32 Caskets and one of them held the remains of Thomas. Pierre had barely survived and was still in the medical ward,


    Inside was Pierre, still in bed but far from dead, and also Elise. A moment ago their hands had been touching and Marcus decided


    A moment of silence followed the next. “How is your body.” Marcus started, standing there like


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    “Listen, I was out of line with my attack. Elise was right I could have seriously hurt you. I was so angry at the moment…” Marcus


    Pierre sat up “I thought you were a phony with a big body and a fancy armor. A nobody who tried to look big. I wanted to teach you a lesson but it went all wrong.


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    “How the heck are you so tanky and still have so much power?” Pierre asked straight up. “Wait, don’t tell me.”


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    The base quickly emptied out as the other teams packed up and machines and equipment was shipped off to other places. As quickly as it had started it also ended. With no good reason to have more troops in the area, the Thunder Squad stayed behind in a far too large base. Marcus did not dislike it. Just a day later the team gathered up


    Most of the loot was easy to decide and everybody agreed Russo should get the stuff from the big ork. Sadly, as it turned out, the axe was nothing special only the power of the ork made it impressive. The female ork (who nearly killed Pavel) and the pesky bow ork, both had some nice stuff (according to the official price catalog, image recognition is such nice technology), Pavel and Janette got the bonus. Lars had taken down some burly ork by himself while


    Lastly the Blood Knight came up. His armor was at least one step better than the light armor anybody in the team had and after some debating it was decided Lars would get it with compensation to Janette. The two deadly blades were given to Marcus who disagreed “You took the shot, it is your kill.”


    Then Marcus sat there while the team silently looked over the documents. For each, attribute distribution and thoughts on ability development and ideas for potential new abilities. The silence was so heavy even the turning of pages sounded loud. Nobody talked, or laughed or told Marcus that


    “I need to push up my vitality a lot.” Lars said into the blue. “Apparently I scale with vitality and not with intelligence as I thought.”.


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    More time went by and apparently nobody was questioning the information. “Do you not want to know...how…” Marcus asked softly.