Versus the Bloodfallen Prelude

The train was rattling over the tracks; they would get to their destination within the next few minutes when a window he had been waiting for finally popped up.

Just in time as well, he couldn’t have waited much longer. Herman would meet them in Franklin, and once they got together, the attack would begin. “This is all really exciting!” Rave suddenly blurted out and grabbed John’s hand, “Dude, we are saving some **** victim from the hands of an evil organisation! This gonna rock!” John was less enthused, but he kissed her anyway.

“We have to be really careful though.” He said after leaning back in his seat, “For all we know she could be insane after all that pain.” “She looked more like a potato to me though, you sure that she even IS in pain?” Rave asked in return. “Well, Observe said so at the very least.”

The train pulled into the station when suddenly John’s phone rang. “Who?” He wondered and pulled the buzzing thing out of his pocket. The number on the display was unknown to him. He really had no time for advertisers. Better make it quick.

He picked up as they left the train. “Hello?” White noise, “He-“ “Hello!” Said a cheery but majorly distorted voice from the other side, “How are you doing, John Newman?” “SB!” “Is that what you call me these days?” Came the chuckling answer, “I am offended. Oh well, I hear you are rescuing Thana now.” How did he know that….okay dumb question, at this point John should expect that the Nazi Fuck just knew everything. He sighed and was about to answer, walking away from the train station and towards the bunker, when SB started talking again. “Just called to give you a quick thank you and goodbye. I got what I wanted, so I will leave you alone now. I am headed back to Brazil.” “Just like that?” John was stunned, “You expect me to believe that?” “I love you too.” Came a nonsensical answer and then he hung up.

Well, to be correct the connection was severed by him stepping into an Illusion Barrier. His phone still wasn’t able to take care of those. He put the phone away and turned to Rave. “So either SB is gone now, or he is preparing his next scheme….” This time it was Rave’s phone that started buzzing. She looked at the display and started reading.

“Seems like he is somewhat earnest at the very least.” She said and showed him what was going on.

SecretBlonde: Hey @everyone, sorry to be this abrupt but I will have to cut my work against the Gamer. Something came up, and I really don’t want to keep watching over him. I might return in the future but no guarantees. You won’t have to pay any more fees, of course, and I will return the payment of this month. Sorry again D: D: D:

GravityKing: Well, no more reason to bother my time with this then.

GravityKing has left the Chat.

Princess_of_Steel: As always, he is a brash idiot. The Gamer, whoever in this chat you are, I implore you to stay in this chat or add me. Your recent power gain intrigues me, and I would be happy to help you, for a favour, of course.

Anathema: Meh, I just like chatting with you guys.

GrimPatron: Same. Ey @Anathema, you still in New Zealand?

Anathema: Nope, heading over to America for a vacation.

TorchCarrier: I see little reason to stay. I also see little reason to leave. I will stay for now.

GrimPatron: Sounds nice.

Minerva: I will stay for now as well.

Rave: Well, I’ll stay too. Your banter is fun.

Anathema: It is, I love NY.

Blood: I copy the offer of the monarchist scum, Gamer. If you are here and ever need help, the Blood is happy to help a comrade.

“At the very least he isn’t going to update that information package on you it seems,” Rave concluded as she put away her phone. “That is actually very calming.” “What is actually very calming?” Herman, who had watched the whole thing going on while sitting in the back of an ambulance car, asked with a puzzled expression. “Just got info that the informant that has been spying on me for…all the time I have been in the Abyss quit his job.” “Oh.” Herman made an unsure smile, “I would say that is indeed a good thing.”

He introduced them to the people he brought with him. They weren’t exactly a memorable bunch, more like a mixed bag of friends and people he helped before who had their heart in the right place. At least that is how Herman described them. They looked somewhat capable, ten people with a level range of 30 to 35, making them more powerful than the average Bloodfallen in the strike ****. Made John wonder whether or not they had actually sent their weakest after John instead of their strongest. He would find out in a minute.

First, however: “One more thing before we begin.” He pointed his hand at Aclysia and used Enchant.

That went to the Consumption slot. No questions asked. Although it was interesting that this one cost him 10 instead of 5 AP. Well, if he could stack too many of these things it would probably make Aclysia even more broken. He chose Polutium on the list of materials. What did that do you might ask?

Sure, not the greatest thing ever but it also wasn’t bad. Well, there was another window that he was much more interest in.

Sworn to carry your burdens was out yet again. A bit boring that it even was there a second time. Otherwise, he could take Ultimate Body (Which looked like it was just Refined Body III) or Aggression to Mana. The reason why this was even up to debate was Defence Stance. With Ultimate Body she gained another 5% in all Stats, which was really good, but her mana would go down to 7,5 which made Defence Stance an 8-second cast with a Mana Reg of 0,55 per minute. Or in other words: It made Defence Stance a dead skill. Which is bad because it was really good.

Aggression to Mana, on the other hand, was only good because it would allow Aclysia to keep up Defensive Stance indefinitely in all due likelihood. However, Aclysia had not a single other skill that benefitted from this and it would probably over-generate mana. Still, he much rather took the possibility of her having too much Mana than too little. The Choice was Aggression to Mana.

“Okay, I am ready,” John exclaimed and looked around. Everybody else nodded as he looked around. “I will keep this barrier open,” Herman said and pointed at the bunker entrance in the distance, “and move the car over there to greet you the second you succeed. Godspeed to you.”