Hit and run, helping the spiders

Ivanna watches as the huge iridescent black wasps descend upon Zin'qosh and Incha. Calarel shakes her head before letting out an eerie hiss, setting her sights on Incha before charging once more. Haladavar laughs. "You may be strong, but my beauties are stronger!" Ivanna casts Clean and Reorganize on her upper half then casts Ricochet, causing a twenty-sided die to roll. 5 + 15 = 20, - 20 Mp To her fortune, she rolls a fifteen, allowing her next shot to ricochet and apply 100% of the original's damage. A buff with an image that looks like something ricocheting appears underneath her mana bar with 100% at the bottom.

She tries to wiggle out of the compacted debris but is unsuccessful. She casts Clean and Reorganize again, freeing her legs. - 5 Mp To her dismay, she hears the mixture of a high-pitched cricket and a frog all around her once again. Whatever Haladavar had summoned was still around. The first thing she sees is a set of four razor sharp claws on each of this insect's front legs before noticing another two claws pointed upward. This was followed by its face; it was grayish brown and was oddly shaped like an ant and a mole with three maxillary palps on each side of the mouth. Its eyes are the same color as its head and resemble slightly damp soil.

She lets out a pitiful whimper-squeak while pointing her rubber band gun at it. "B-back off. Or I'll shoot!" It pauses before its wings rub together, emitting that high-pitched noise again. She squeezes the trigger, firing off a rubber band and hits one of the many maxillary palps. 0 + (.5 x 24) = 12, 12 x 2 (Crit) = 24, 24 critical damage It ricochets, flying off to her right and hits another one on a maxillary palp too. 12 x 2 = 24, 24 critical damage They flinch, taking two steps back before retreating. She crouches slightly to peer into the darkness, but nothing happens.

She quickly recovers her fired rubber band before reloading it as she casts Ricochet once again. - 15 Mp This time the twenty-sided die lands on eight. Her next shot will ricochet and apply 50% of the original's damage. This time, the buff has 50% at the bottom. She looks at the edge of the hole. 'Getting out of here will leave me ****...' That was when she saw Zin'qosh dealing the finishing blow to the wasps. She had used her sticky fluid to render them immobile. Incha, on the other hand, wasn't doing as well.

He was barely managing to avoid Calarel's relentless ****. Haladavar was mumbling incoherently as a black ooze pooled around his feet. Ivanna cringes. 'That doesn't look good.' She uses a mental command to send her Rubber Band Gun to her inventory before using her upper body strength to lift herself out of the hole. It takes a little bit of effort, but she manages to get out without incident. She quickly equips her Rubber Band Gun and uses a mental command to open her inventory.

To her surprise, she saw two stacks of Fragments of Concrete, one is x 200 and the other is x 133. Given the total weight per stack, she surmises that each unit weighs 10 pounds. 'I have over a ton of concrete in my inventory!' Next to it is one stack of Pile of Dirt x 50. Oddly enough, it weighs five hundred and forty pounds. 'That is a lot of dirt. If I keep this up, I'll end up like a character from Minecraft.' She shakes her head. 'Wait, if I could dump some of this on Haladavar... I will be able to disable him for at least a few minutes!'

Luckily, no one is paying attention to her as she makes her way over to Haladavar. Haladavar stops chanting before letting out a loud whistle while looking at Calarel. "Calarel, your dinner is ready." Calarel whips her body around, managing to hit Incha's back in mid-jump as he tries to leap away, sending him flying into the side of the building Zin'qosh is standing on, causing that section of building to collapse. She rushes over to Haladavar and starts to consume the black ooze. Ivanna watches in disbelief as Calarel's wounds begin to rapidly heal and a noxious gas begins to emit from her body.

Haladavar takes a few steps back, covering his mouth with his left hand. "Finish them, my sweet Calarel. Avenge Darunia!" Ivanna, standing about ten feet away from them, figures it was now or never. She opens her inventory and, forgetting how massive an amount this truly was, dumps its contents on the area Haladavar and Calarel are standing on, dropping a whopping 3,870 pounds of debris on top of them. The bulk of it misses them but does more than she anticipated.

Calarel is crushed under its weight whereas Haladavar, once the dust settled, is covered in his own blood. 450 - 50% = 225, 225 physical damage (20 Overkill), 7 (lvl of kill) + 13 (Int) = 20, 20 xp, 200 - 35% = 130, 130 physical damage Ivanna blinks. A red exclamation begins to flash which escapes her notice. 'Wow. What a mess. S-should I ask if he is okay?' She shakes her head. 'No, that's just stupid.' Her eyes glance over at Calarel's remains. 'I didn't mean to kill her.' She softly whimpers. 'I didn't want any of this. Can this day get any worse?' Just then, she notices the flashing red exclamation and allows it to pop up.

Achievement Unlocked!

Bombardment via debris!

Use your inventory as a weapon.

Reward: 16 xp, 2 Wisdom, 1 Luck, and Bombardment lvl 1

Experience has increased from 114/1,000 to 150/1,000.

Wisdom has increased from 21 to 23.

Luck has increased from 24 to 25.

25 Luck, you're slightly luckier than the average Joe!

Luck associated modifiers have been increased from 1% to 2%.

Critical Strike damage's modifier has increased from 2 times to 2.5.

Bombardment lvl 1 - Requires a ranged weapon to use.

Cost: 50 Mp

Fires 25 Arcane shards per level.

Each shard deals 2 Arcane damage per level.

Hits enemies within 1 yd of the main target per level, up to 10 yd.

Hits 1 extra enemy per two levels, up to a maximum of 5 enemies.

Special note: This ability's range is equal to the range of the weapon in use.

Ivanna's Hp: 81/81

Mp: 49/88

Haladavar's Hp: 20/150

Mp: 85/230

Just then, Haladavar gasps. His body shakes as he looks down at his blood-soaked hands then over at Calarel's crushed body. "N-no... No!!" He yells, clenching his hands into fists. He glares at Ivanna. "Okay, bitch." His voice shakes with anger and pain. "No more mister nice guy!" He brushes some of the debris out of the way and scoops up a big handful of the black ooze still on the ground and drinks it. An odd crack is heard as it flows down his throat, followed by a gut-wrenching scream. Each of his cheeks began to crack. Five fractured lines appeared in the shape of a thorn bush before oozing the same noxious gas Calarel had been emitting earlier. His health and mana rapidly replenish.

Ivanna's Hp: 81/81

Mp: 50/88

Haladavar's Hp: 150/150

Mp: 230/230

He lets out an evil laugh. "My turn!" Ivanna flinches, pointing her gun at him and fires. Alas, he easily avoids it, but stumbles due to the loose debris as he walks toward her. She turns to run, darting in between two nearby buildings. She can hear footsteps behind her. Try as she might, he is gaining on her. 'Fuck! I should've shot him when he was in shock then cast Devour when I had the chance! Why do I always do this!?' Should she attack while running? Try to lose him by running in and out of buildings? Or run back toward the spiders and hope they will help her out?

Name: Ivanna Pilar Costa

Title: The Gamer

Lvl: 5 XP 150/1,000

Hp: 81/81

Hp regen: .21 per min

Mp: 50/88

Mp regen: .23 per min

Critical strike chance: 5.72%

Dodge chance: 5.72%

Attack speed increase: 5.45%

Movement speed increase: 5.45%

Aiming accuracy increase: 5.95%

Money: $0

Build: Slender

Weight: 118 lbs

Height: 5' 3"

Bust Size: B-cup

Hairstyle: Low Twin Tails

Body Frame: Rectangle

Inventory Slots 0/20 ()

Unspent Skill Points: 0

Str: 12 + (0) + (0) End: 21 + (0) + (0)

Int: 13 + (0) + (0) Wis: 23 + (0) + (0)

Agi: 22 + (0) + (0) Cha: 23 + (0) + (0)

Lib: 29 + (0) + (0) Lck: 25 + (0) + (0)

Equipment Slots:

Ring 1:

Ring 2:

Gloves:

Weapon: Rubber Band Gun (Rubber Band x 5)

Off-hand:

Torso: Long-Sleeved White Blouse (Lacy Pink Bra)

Legs: Knee Length Red Pleated Skirt (Lacy Pink Panties)

Feet: French Sole Red Flats (Ankle High White Socks)

Neck:

Face:

Head: