Chapter 90: A Dance of Blood and Iron

SKY Ocean Hunter reacts quickly to roving bodies wielding all manner of weapons. With his booming voice and calming presence he yells, “To me form up. Range casters around me in a delta grid! You hurry move it move it!” The new players are a mix of veterans from other games and new. SKY Ocean Hunter hopes they remember group formations from the beginners guide those that users will have a much easier time working in groups of three. At least Alistair and Ori are helping the new guys into the triangle formation with SKY Ocean Hunter as taking a more supportive role. He is flanked by Calypso and Apolita. The final piece is an off healer witch doctor her spells are attached to whatever totem she has activated. The formation is made well before the enemies arrive trees, shrubs and random long-distance attacks working well to slow their advance. 

SKY Ocean Hunter presence alone gives his apt ram a mental boost his earlier display still fresh in their minds. Many players are now trying to impress which gives him much closer control of this tight formation. He has even strategically placed the, between certain massive trees that fill some gaps where necessary players are already dead. His team of thirteen now has to stand up to a horde of twenty players. 

Lux roars forward at Timor, with a slurry of swipes each trying to gorge a vital organ. The pace though sporadic is measured she isn’t overtaxing herself. Lux knows Timor which is why she had to move fast. They are from the school she was two years ahead of Lux. Timor gracefully spins dodges and otherwise curves her lovely bodies in ways that shouldn’t be possible in combat without losing balance. 

With a backslide and flick of her spear. A flash of blood flies off Lux! Struck firmly in the shoulder Lux losses forty four health of her eight and fifty-two. ‘It’s the piercing damage otherwise it should have been less than thirty with my basic armour. Plus what the hell is she doing her I didn’t think we placed any other operative in this vicinity. Lucky for me, my standing orders are to maintain secrecy at all costs so at least I don’t need to obey habitat law. ‘ Lux thinks to herself. 

Timor recoils her spear licking the tip fully engrossed in the ecstasy she feels. To her, the greatest thing about Odyessy is that she can’t tell the difference. This means she no longer has to hold here she can be herself and lets loose at anyone. Her tongue glad and slide across the tip her cheeks flashing red her eyes glazing over. She can’t help but let a sensual moan of pleasure. Again as suddenly as she stops her spear had darted forward splitting the shadow of Luxs’ hair apart as she springs forward slamming into Timor. Throwing a few punches while rolling. 

Timor reacts well grabbing an advantage she can, Lux feels her skin crawl as Timors’ crawl over every curve of her body reaching with pinpoint precision into a wrestling form. Timors’ grip is stiff and digs into the skin. Lux falls back on her training to counter before creating distance. [Blood Weapon]  Another sword appears in her hand this long scimitar is her preference she doesn’t usually use it as she tends to lose in the blood lust. As a blood elf the blood she spills the stronger she becomes it’s similar to berserkers who as they lose health become stronger. 

In her other hand a shorter sword. Timor looks at Luxs’ fighting pose it feels familiar to her she spins the shaft of her spear. Pulling out a small javelin about the length of a short sword. Her long spear is more akin to a stabbing and slashing spear like an Impi. Timor says, ” Oboedientia est Victoria.” 

Lux says, “Victoria vita est!” With a piercing lunge and a shallow cut, lux unleashes her first attack aimed at Timor. With the weapon reaches almost equal she feels better now no need to use throwing daggers to keep her off balance. Timor blocks the short sword with her spear and thrust her down with her javelin. Timor allows the scimitar to pierce her gut while lux now committed has no chance to dodge the javelin that strikes her in the thigh touching her bone. 

Both fighters snicker at one another Timor says, “I have no fight with you, as long as you leave you can leave with your life.” Timor now knows they are part of the same organisation since the others use different responses to the one Lux gave. Timor looking at lux who looks unchanged. 

Lux says, “I should be saying that to you Kaguya.” Timors’ eyes open for a moment she has always been a relatively famous member. It makes sense that some would know her while she doesn’t who Lux is. Timor signs with her hand a sort of hidden speak used between operatives. She signs a code and rank. Lux doesn’t respond as Timor expected. 

Lux says, “A spoiled brat like you should go and play in the sand pig, this ocean is beyond you.” Timor angers her jaw bulge as she mashes her teeth, Timor uses a simple loophole since Lux has failed to identify herself or give a mission code or rank. Timor can treat Lux as an operative from a rival organisation and defeat her. Looking a bit more serious with eyes filled with a raging hunger. 

Timor attacks throwing her javelin with deadly intent before following close behind. A spark between two weapons crashing into one another. Timor throws a feint at with a spear, Lux reacted enough to block the javelin spin she had dodged she wouldn’t be able to block the following attack. Lux moves to counter the follower up an attack by spinning the spin around only halfway through her counter something feels odd. Her spear is not firm in Luxs’ counter, it feels like Timor is edging closer to her. By closing the distance Timor is able to use the angle of the counter to press her attack at the neck of Lux. As the spear twists into her neck lux use [Blood Hardening] to form a secondary level of protection on her neck for her blood. 

Timor pushes her back moving towards her javelin if lux is as smart as she seems she won’t follow. Lux gathers herself if she wasn’t a blood elf she would have just suffered a fatal injury. Only at level fifty does a player gain some form of resistance against fatal attacks. Lux rubs her neck as her blood last long enough for the system to heal her shallow wound. A split second later she would have suffered bleeding damage at the very least. 

Timor smiles her face in a noodle, “who’s a spoiled brat now.” People have always done that be it her looks or smarts or strength. They always assume just because her family is in a position of power she didn’t earn all she has today. Hell if anything this insect should be blaming her own ancestors for being outsmarted by hers. Timor stake around Lux she is placing the image of Lix inner mind’s eye. Timor never wants to forget her she will always teach her a lesson. 

Lux in a somewhat defensive style, prepares herself for Timor. The busty beauty moves forward with a vengeful stride and a deadly series of attacks. She uses the arts taught to her sweeping swallow strike. Lux in response has to use stampeding buffalo using her momentum to weaken the strength of the sweeps. Timor unperturbed following with striking Sakor several strong strikes smash into Lux. 

Lux hasn’t seen anyone move between striking forms so freely and critically the spear is coming. Lucky for Lux this is Odyessy, not real life here Lux has advantages she doesn’t have in real life. Letting go of her scimitar. She classes her hands together [BLOOD CONTROL!!!]. 

SKY Ocean Hunter is a little bit worried about the way Lux reacted and now her health is steadily decreasing. He wants to go and reduce her but he won’t risk these newbies to help her. This is the reason why Tyr isn’t the leader. If it was Nineth Immortal in trouble SKY Ocean Hunter is one hundred per cent sure Tyr would have already left to save her. SKY Ocean Hunter would never do a leader must lead from the front. His example even if it ends in failure will set the tone of the entire guild. 

SKY Ocean Hunter hands out orders, coordinating his team. Using Calypsos’ songs and group messages to control the battle. Each song is now also a set of orders as such by switching around he control the ebb and flow of his team. Under his leadership, they are mulling the enemy. From a distance away a mad Rattle is going off. 

Rattle led left with little choice unleashes her magic. This will win the battle but also kill everyone on the battlefield. A spiral of heavy clouds spreads across the battlefield…

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