’Where the fuck did all these people come from? Brenden and I have been on the lookout all morning and didn’t see even the faintest trace of another returner, yet out of the blue, almost 20 of them are suddenly here…what am I missing?’
In my perception, I watched myself being surrounded, and honestly, I wasn’t too bothered; the strongest person I was facing was the leader guy, who was at the peak of Alpha-Rank; however, there was something slightly off about this group, they all seemed to be free from the effects of particle suppression.
’Particle Water? Or another means to retain particles in their bodies, which is it.’
"So what’ll it be? Are you going to join us or stand against us?" The leader stated as he motioned for his group to be ready to attack.
"Thems some bold words for someone who has yet to give me a shred of reason why it would be a good idea to join…other than these nine chucklefucks surrounding me, that is." Using my stick, I pointed behind me to the guys holding different types of weapons.
From what I could see, there were axes, hammers, and swords; one guy even had what I could only describe as an oversized baseball bat with spikes nailed into it.
"To be honest, you guys look more like a pack of thugs. No one has a single decent weapon apart from HammerTime over there," Pausing, I singled out the guy wielding a massive, and I mean MASSIVE, hammer; if I didn’t know these guys were Returners, I would wholeheartedly believe the hammer in his hands was fake, because if not it would weigh hundreds of pounds.
"Hehe, he called me hammer time,"
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"Shut up, Clive,"
In response to my little joke, Hammertime, whose name appeared to be Clive, giggled like a sheepish moron before getting scolded by a significantly smaller guy wielding a shoddy-looking sword.
"See, Clive, gets it, gotta have a little humor in all situations, regardless, Captain Stick-Up-His-Ass; I know nothing about you, and YOU, Clearly don’t know anything about me. Let me guess, you plan on using up as much time as possible to analyze me and figure out if I present a bump in your plans before charging up and fighting like we are in some Japanese TV show, well lemmie stomp that one right here."
WOOOOSHHH
Not wishing to play the stupid game the leader was trying to bait me into, I unleashed the full extent of my Racial Domination and Aura, causing everyone to take a step back as the High Alpha wave of Energy slammed into their bodies.
"You have seen my name before, and if you had half a brain, you would have already begun running after seeing my logo."
WOOOOSHHHH
"YOU AREN’T THE ONLY ONE WITH A HIGHER RACIAL CLASSIFICATION!" Captain Stick-Up-His-Ass shouted before releasing a measly 3C and High Alpha blast of Energy to try and counter my own.
"Heh, 3C, weak, so very…" Kicking off the ground backward, I burst into motion, spinning around and cracking the guy directly behind me in the head with my Right Eskrima Stick.
One sickening thud and a muted thump later, he was on the ground unconscious, yet I had already moved on to the next, and the next until the only two people left standing from my rapid double Eskrima strikes were HammerTime and the leader.
Unseen by anyone, however, each time a body hit the floor, it would land in a pile of dirt, which I had been casually flinging out of my inventory and making it look like dust kicking up; this was a setup for the next part of my plan.
"HammerTime, I really don’t wanna bash in the skull of someone who laughed at my joke, so how about you put away that hammer for me and be a good boy? Kay?"
"CLIVE KILL HIM!"
"Uh…uh….uhhh."
"It’s ok; HammerTime don’t listen to him; I clearly outmatch you guys, so just be a good lug and stay there." Reaching up, I pulled down the hood of my cloak, revealing a head of platinum blond hair and glowing amber eyes.
When I did this, the dummy actually put his hammer away and sat down on the ground like a kid, making me chuckle before twisting my upper body and dodging a forward thrust from a cutlass.
"Cheapshots won’t work, hm." with a snort, I brought my right Eskrima down and the left up, catching the sharp curved sword, and with a slight flick, disarmed Captain Stick-Up-His-Ass before delivering a spinning back kick straight to his solar plexus.
There was enough force behind my kick to cave in the chest of a Non-Ranker and most Low Alpha-Rankers, but to this guy, all it did was wind him and send him reeling backward five steps.
However, I slightly miscalculated because instead of turning to flee or even going after the lost sword, the guy pulled out a rifle, dropped to one knee, and began unloading the entire magazine in my direction…but who am I? A rookie? Hah, yeah, right.
With a wave of my hand, right as the first round left the barrel of the IAR *Infantry Assault Rifle* I stomped on the ground and Activated my Geo-Wall.
Since it wasn’t my goal to be too flashy or draw the attention of the media parked less than two blocks away, I only made the wall large enough to cover me from head to toe and thick enough to stop the armor-penetrating rounds.
Then, once I heard the faint clicking sound that came along with running out of ammo, I dispersed the wall into a cloud of dust before using a skill I had yet to play with outside of some loose training.
"Geomancy, Dust-Manipulation," My voice rang out icy cold as I raised my left Eskrima stick like a wand, and controlled the dispersed cloud of fine particles left over from my Geo-Wall.
While I manipulated the cloud of particulates, I stomped my foot and rooted Captain Stick-Up-His-Ass in place with a small-scale Geo-Wall, encasing his feet and leaving him horrified as the Dust Cloud entered his mouth and nose, filling his lungs.
"Before you die, you should know that you lost at the hands of the First Place on the Ranking Boards, Nexus…Geo-Spike."
Right as the final word left my lips, I saw true terror in the guy’s eyes and recognition of my name, which caused me to smirk sadistically.
SPLAT PUCHI PUCHI SPLAT
Clutching my fist, I transformed the dust into sharp thorns that penetrated the guy’s body from the inside, killing him instantly.