Chapter 69: Jayce

The primary particular person Toms scrutinizing gaze had fallen upon was a younger dungeoneer in his late twenties.

At a cursory look, the blonde-haired man along with his scruffy beard, mundane brown eyes and a set of clearly well-worn tools, light silver with accents of pink working alongside its edges and sides wasnt all that completely different from the remainder of the dungeoneers frolicking alongside the districts predominant road.

He had a sway to his step, a mug of some low-cost, doubtful ale clenched in his proper hand as he saved up with three different adventurers, probably members of his occasion.

There have been three causes that, in Toms eyes, distinguished the blonde-haired man from his fellow comrades. A intimidating lengthy spear, a skinny but imposing pillar of a deep blue metallic tipped with a translucent crystal, casually slung throughout his again was the primary. It couldnt be greater than an unusual grade, however the easy incontrovertible fact that the dungeoneer carried the weapon so overtly and casually meant that he wasnt afraid of any reprisals or tried thefts.

The second purpose was far subtler his gait. Whereas his comrades, for probably the most half, appeared genuinely drunk because the shambled ahead, laughing and clapping one another on the again at a very amusing jest, the blonde-haired dungeoneer solely gave the impression to be feigning his drunkenness. There was a pure alertness to his steps, an ingrained warning that Toms excessive Proprioception had clued him in on.

Lastly, [The Fool] appeared to assume extremely of the dungeoneer in query. Above his head, a piercing pink mild had twisted and twirled till it had painted the picture of an androgynous jester with blurry, shifting facial encompasses a acquainted sight at this level with the quantity 28 written subsequent to it in a pointy, knifing font.

28 Soul Energy was the required value to solid Lively Shroud: Maya on the dungeoneer. Which was each a shocking and stark distinction to his occasion members, who had not even crossed a twenty.

Zenakris Renain had required 34 Soul Energy, which had been a whopping quantity for his SP reserves again then.

And Zenakris had been a Noble, a strong one at that.

There was no approach that Tom would permit this chance to slide by him.

Lively Shroud Maya.

For an extended second, the blonde-haired man believed that he was going to fall. Then his instincts kicked in and stabilized his footing as he took a step ahead.

The worlds momentum, which to him had appeared frozen in place, consumed by an eerie, all-consuming stillness, resumed once more.

The person discovered himself strolling down a decently populated road, discovering himself feeling fairly calm as he shuffled previous teams of younger armored women and men.

Jayce? Are you alright? A female voice of concern rang out from his facet. He discovered himself angling his gaze in the direction of his left, someway not shocked to see the individuals strolling by his facet two males, each a bit of youthful than him and a lady in her early twenties, her vivacious mild violet hair inflicting his gaze to linger a bit of longer.

Yeah, Im high quality, He replied with what gave the impression to be a practiced response, effortlessly concealing the disdain he felt for the trio with impeccable ease.

That was odd.

Jayce didnt know why he felt disdain in the direction of his personal teammates.

Jayce, he mused within the privateness of his thoughts and reminiscences got here flooding again to him.

The transient second of amnesia was lengthy forgotten as Jayce stepped into the territory of the Zelez Dungeon.

He had taken a second to look at his standing, unsurprised to seek out the extent 16 [Light Arrow] card as his Soul Card. Though it was only a widespread card, simply was maybe a misnomer when one thought-about that he was solely 4 ranges away from hitting the extent cap.

That made Jayce a great deal extra highly effective than his occasion members.

Whereas they took a gradual and methodological strategy in the direction of clearing the insectoid stage 9 [Dark Crawlers], Jayce deftly employed his spear to deal shallow puncture wounds to any arachnid that stepped into his assault vary.

He stood his floor as a substitute of making use of guerrilla ways and biking between occasion members, which was an enormous a part of the rationale why his group had come to understand him a lot.

At any time when a lightweight arrow was fired, it ended up ending the [Dark Crawler] he was targetingwithout fail.

His occasion members werent, by any means, oblivious to his prowess. Dungeoneers may very well be described as reckless, sure. Intrepid, when you checked out it in a special mild. Silly? Sometimes.

Only a few, nonetheless, may very well be thought-about silly. At the least not amongst those who survived longer than a pair months on this commerce.

He clearly outclassed the others when it got here to talent, even with the tip of the iceberg he had revealed. That, of their eyes, made him a great candidate to recruit however they werent actually threatened by him.

The easy reality of the matter was, [Light Arrow] was merely a weak card, even amongst widespread ones. And in contrast to others, Jayce didn’t have, no, he merely refused to fit another [Common] card into his deck.

Not that it will have boosted his prowess by a fantastic deal, for it had taken him far too lengthy to get his [Soul Card] to stage 16.

His [Light Arrow] is likely to be a comparatively weak and pretty simple to counter skill, however that didnt change the straightforward incontrovertible fact that any skill was fairly efficient at such a excessive stage.

Being underestimated although, was high quality with Jayce.

That was what his father, a former vassal for a Noble Household unrelated to Renovias The Aristocracy, had taught him.

He had additionally taught him learn how to kill those that tended to put an over-reliance on their playing cards, which occurred to be most dungeoneers, atleast amongst these hed encountered.

Arrows harmlessly bounced off Jayces shielding as he charged forth with a vengeance. One other lightning bolt was launched in his path, however Jayce didnt let that halt his momentum as he maintained his tempo.

The sunshine aegis he was relying upon was a perform of his unusual weapon a defensive unusual weapon, simply making its worth skyrocket to twice that of an offensive weapon of the identical rank and for the jiffy he may use it, Jayce was assured that no odd assault would have the ability to pierce it.

Quickly, he was inside putting vary.

His foe had let loose a battle cry as he, lengthy having deserted his bow, reached for the sword sheathed at his waist.

The aegis shielding Jayce flickered out of existence as he planted each his toes on the bottom, his fingers firmly latched onto his spears haft as he let it explode outwards in a large arc.

[Titans Sequitur: Tempest]

HIs foe tried to and even succeeded in guarding in opposition to his strike, however that did little to halt the burgeoning momentum behind his strike.

A cloud of mud was kicked up within the air as his would-be attacker was despatched careening backwards, skidding throughout the dungeons rocky and uneven floor.

Solely giving his enemy moments to come back to phrases with the counter-assault, Jayce had launched himself in pursuit.

He wielded his spear like one would a glaive, having primarily centered his stats on Bodily, with Proprioception coming in second, nearing a 3rd of the overall funding.

Not like most different dungeoneers, Jayce had virtually utterly uncared for his Psychological Stat in favor of his strengths. He hoped to bolster his deficiency within the stat with artifacts afterward, however he wasnt involved about being interrogated by Royal Guards.

In spite of everything, he hadnt achieved something fallacious except possessing something beneficial in any respect was a sin.

His second arcing blow was barely dodged. The third was a lancing thrust that tore away on the mans leather-based armor but miraculously left him unscathed.

His foe was now determined and Jayce wasnt shocked to see lightning build up in his left arm. He responded with a lightweight arrow of his personal, focusing on the mans arm with out hesitation.

A painful cry was screamed out because the mans arm twisted backwards.

Jayce took full benefit of the distraction and this time

His thrust didnt miss.

The Titans Sequitur had come to an finish and his enemy was useless.

As Jayce slapped away an oncoming [Dark Crawler] with an off-the-cuff arc of his spear, he couldnt assist however put on an odd expression on his face.

He remembered feeling nothing however chilly satisfaction when he had killed the bowman that had tried to assassinate him.

So. Why was he feeling responsible?

Solely then did he discover an unfamiliar weight looping round his neck.

What within the, Jayce trailed off as he raised the cardboard earlier than him, holding it by the lanyard it was tied to.

A reputation was scrawled throughout the mundane card, in a language that Jayce shouldnt have been capable of acknowledge.

And that face, although he may have sworn that he had by no means seen {the teenager} pictured on the cardboard, why did it really feel so.acquainted

Virtually as if he was taking a look at a portrait of-

Oh, Jayce muttered aloud, blinking as he took inventory of his environment. Cracks ran throughout the periphery of the dungeon partitions, a bit of exterior his quick view.

I suppose issues actually are simpler the second time, Tom muttered to himself after which actively exerted his personal willpower over the Maya he had fallen into.

With a Psychological Stat of 36 reinforcing his efforts, it didnt take lengthy earlier than the cracks visibly intensified.

After which, with a remaining resentful groan, the world shattered.