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Chapitre 31: Finding The Den, Part 2

That was just a normal hit! He grinned as he inspected the three wolves in front of him.

Dire Wolf(1):

Level: 34

Grade: Common

Health: 6'907/7'250

Dire Wolf(2):

Level: 33

Grade: Common

Health: 6'750/6'750

Astaroth lunged back at the wolves, staying in constant movement. The more he moved, the less likely he was to get surrounded.

There were only three enemies to keep in check, so his job wasn't so difficult. After the two-minute duration of his 'Enhance Weapon' expired, Astaroth switched out his longsword for his daggers.

His transformation was expiring in less than thirty seconds, and he wanted to maximize its value. He had brought the three wolves down under fifty percent of their health, with the level thirty-four wolf being a little under thirty percent.

He quickly scanned them.

Dire Wolf:

Level: 34

Grade: Common

Health: 2'105/7'250

Dire Wolf:

Level: 33

Grade: Common

Health: 2'966/6'750

Dire Wolf:

Level: 33

Grade: Common

Health: 3'310/6'750

He was still trying to kill the strongest wolf first. He cast 'Enhance Weapon' on his daggers and used his temporary skill 'Alpha's Howl'.

*AAAWWWOOOOOO!!!!!*

Luck was on his side. Fear struck all three of the Dire Wolves in front of him and they stopped moving, trembling to their core.

Astaroth didn't miss a beat and dashed straight to the level thirty-four wolf. He stabbed it repeatedly in the neck until it died.

*-486!* *-486!* *-486!* *-486!* *-161!*

*You have killed a Dire Wolf (Lvl 34). 5100 Exp awarded for contribution (Bonus 200% for kill two tiers higher)*

*Level up! From leveling; you gained 1 skill point and 2 free Attribute points, and all Attributes increased by 1.*

The short five-second fear wore off as the wolf he was targeting died. He had eighteen seconds left to his transformation and then he would summon White Death out to help him deal with the wolves that were left.

But until then, he still wanted to dish out the most damage he could. Armed with his two daggers, he ran to the wolf with under three thousand health left and started dancing around it, cutting at its sides as he did.

He monitored the second wolf at all times, making sure it wasn't getting behind him. Astaroth heard a branch snap in the forest to his left, but he couldn't see anything there, so he paid no attention to it.

In the forest, Korin, who had been tailing him, was so enraptured by how Astaroth fought, that he had failed to notice a small branch on the ground and had stepped on it, producing a crisp cracking sound.

He immediately froze up, hoping that his stealth would hold. He watched as Astaroth quickly glanced in his direction briefly then focused back on his fight.

He sighed in relief and focused back on his footing while following the fight with his eyes. What he was witnessing was a miracle.

The young man was just level fourteen!

'How is he fighting three monsters of double his level and some?!' He wondered.

Now he understood why Kloud had called him dishonorable. With this kind of strength, he could have overpowered Konnor in a matter of seconds.

Of course, Korin had a different mindset than Kloud. To him, having a hidden ace in your sleeve was always a good thing.

Rogues fought with wits and tricks after all. But Astaroth was just brute-forcing the fight he was in.

The wolves were faster than him, but much less smart. Even if they tried to use pack tactics on Astaroth, he seemed to always think a step ahead of them, keeping the wolves from tag-teaming him.

Back on Astaroth's side, he had just killed a second wolf.

*You have killed a Dire Wolf (Lvl 33). 4950 Exp awarded for contribution (Bonus 200% for kill two tiers higher)*

There were five seconds left to his wolf form. Decided to give himself some breathing room for when he would turn back and lose all those bonus stats.

He would need a second or two to summon White Death. Astaroth got into a defensive position while the Dire Wolf charged at him.

When it jumped at him, he leaned back and kicked the wolf's chest as it passed over him, knocking him further away behind him. He quickly got back up, and the transformation ended.

He swiftly cast 'Spirit Summoning' and summoned White Death. White Death appeared next to him with a howl.

Astaroth ordered it to go after the Dire Wolf. White Death nodded and lunged at the enemy. After less than a minute of battle, Astaroth and White Death felled the remaining Dire Wolf.

*You have killed a Dire Wolf (Lvl 33). 4950 Exp awarded for contribution (Bonus 200% for kill two tiers higher)*

*Level up! From leveling; you gained 1 skill point and 2 free Attribute points, and all Attributes increased by 1.*

Astaroth sat down and rested for fifteen minutes. Once the exhaustion had passed, he got back up and ran further into the forest.

He ran and fought in this fashion for a good part of the morning, engaging all the groups of three wolves and less, and going around the bigger groups.

Most fights lasted between two and five minutes. With his rests and the running in between, he would get two to three groups of wolves per hour.

After 4 hours in this manner, he had felled a good measure of beasts. He had killed two Lvl thirty-one, six Lvl thirty-two, four Lvl thirty-three, four Lvl thirty-four, and 4 Lvl thirty-five wolves.

That had leveled him another four times, bringing his level to twenty. He opened up his status screen to see his progress.

Status:

Name: Astaroth

Race: Ash Elf

Level: 20 (15'411/34'950)

Stats:

HP: 2'300/2'300 MP: 705/705 Stamina: 100

Mana Regen: 1/second in combat, 5/second out of combat

Strength: 23 (+20) Agility: 26 Constitution: 26 (+20)

Intelligence: 26 Wisdom: 21

Attack Power Str: 215 Attack Power Agi: 130 Magic Attack Power: 130 Healing Power: 105

Natural Defense: 4.6% Armor Defense: 14%

Luck: 0 (Stat unaffected by Level up and free points)

Available stat points: 12

Available skill points: 7

Physical Condition: Normal

Mental Condition: Normal

He smiled as he looked at his stats in satisfaction. He was making good progress, good enough to take part in the tournament if nothing went wrong.

All this running and fighting had led Astaroth deep into the wolves' territory. And he was wondering how long it still went.

But that was a question for later. In front of him was the entrance to a cave, one that didn't seem too deep, or big, but the big scratch marks near the entrance scared him a little.

"This is where I made my den." White Death said in his mind.

"Why is the area so empty, then?" Astaroth replied.

"The new alpha probably didn't want to be just a replacement and moved the main grounds away." White Death said.

"Oh well. Let's go see inside if they left anything of value." Astaroth said, shrugging his shoulders.

And into the cave he walked.


L’AVIS DES CRÉATEURS
Galanar Galanar

Happy New Year, my western friends!

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Chapitre 32: The Orphan, Part 1

Inside the den, Astaroth could smell the stench of death all around. It wasn't a huge den, so he quickly found the reason.

In the back of the den, the body of a wolf was rotting. It was mangled and torn like many wolves had ripped apart it at the same time.

"That was my mated female." Astaroth heard in his mind.

He could feel a slight tinge of sadness in White Death's tone.

"I'm sorry she had to end up this way." He said, with a bit of guilt.

"The Beta couple in the pack had always hated my female. The fault lies in my never taking care of it. Search for a bit more, please. I want to confirm something." White Death asked him.

So Astaroth kept looking around that cave, not even knowing what White Death was looking for. After a while of looking around, White Death spoke again.

"It is not here. Maybe it's... No, I doubt it. But maybe..." He said.

"What is it you are looking for?" Astaroth asked him.

"It doesn't matter. It probably isn't here anymore, Or alive." White Death replied.

Again Astaroth felt the sadness oozing off the soul remnant. He decided not to pry and walked out of the cave.

It was the middle of the day, and he could still farm more Exp before going back to the village, so he started walking slightly angled to where he came from.

He walked for a while, not encountering much until he reached a small river bend that ran away from the direction of the village. The river was flowing quickly and had many protruding rocks in it, causing waves all over.

Astaroth looked across the river, and what he saw froze his blood. He threw himself into nearby shrubs to hide.

On the other side of the river, a large black wolf was standing. It had a large scar across its left eye and streaks of white fur on its tail. Astaroth inspected it.

Dire Wolf Beta (In Transition to Alpha):

Level: 37

Grade: Special

Health: 83'500 Mana: 880

'So much health!' He thought, panting.

Then he noticed the wolf was carrying something in its jaw. It looked like a little ball of white and red fur from this distance, but then it wiggled.

And he saw what it was: a small wolf pup, wounded and weak. The big black wolf was holding it over the ledge of the river.

Then it tossed it in, turned around, and left.

"Jump in the river! Save that pup!" White Death screamed in his mind.

"What?!" Astaroth replied in his head, surprised at the request.

"Save the pup! Or let me out so I can save it myself!" The soul barked at him.

"Do you want me to die?!" Astaroth replied, not wanting to risk the river's rage.

"SAVE IT OR LET ME OUT!" White Death bellowed in his mind.

Astaroth could feel the panic in its tone.

"God dammit!" Astaroth cursed, as he ran and jumped into the river.

*Splash*

As soon as his body hit the water, he felt himself get dragged away by the current. It was spinning him and tossing him about, sending him dangerously close to many jagged rocks.

Astaroth swam as hard as he could just to stay at the surface of the water, but he couldn't see the pup yet.

"Further ahead, on a dead tree!" He heard White Death yell in his mind.

Astaroth scanned the river with his eyes quickly until he found the dead tree the soul was talking about. About fifty meters ahead of him, to the left, there was a dead tree fallen over the left part of the river.

The current had probably washed the wolf pup against it and was now holding on for its life. Astaroth could see that the pup was running out of energy fast, because of his injuries most likely, and he was slowly slipping off the trunk.

Astaroth swam with all his strength to the left, making his way to the tree trunk. As soon as he got there, the pup slipped away into the current.

Luckily for the little fellow, Astaroth caught it by the scruff of its neck just in time. But they weren't out of trouble just yet.

The river was still powerfully pushing against them, trying to wash them away. Astaroth brought the wolf to him and lifted him onto the trunk.

He quickly summoned White Death onto the tree trunk and lifted the pup to him.

"Bring him to the shore!" He yelled to White Death.

The wolf nodded and grabbed the young pup by the neck. As he grabbed it, the tree trunk shook.

It made a cracking sound and started groaning. The trunk was breaking!

It had probably started rotting after some time in the water, and Astaroth's collision with it had weakened it. White Death dashed the short distance to the edge of the river, but the trunk snapped before he made it.

The summon jumped with all its strength to its hind legs, in a last-ditch attempt at saving the pup. When it saw it wouldn't make it, It turned its head in a quick motion and threw the pup on the shore.

He saved the pup.

Astaroth was getting washed away again. Every time he tried swimming to the shore, the currents would wash him back away.

It was like the river wanted to drown him. After a hundred meters downstream, Astaroth saw something that caused him a minor heart attack.

Ahead of him, the river stopped. It was a waterfall.

And he couldn't see the bottom from where he was.

Not over ten seconds later, he was swung off of it. He fell nearly a hundred meters down until he landed in the water below.

The waterfall's foot was not deep, and when he submerged, he quickly reached the bottom and smacked his head. The world turned dark around him and he fainted.

His last thought had been 'Am I really going to have my first death like this?'


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