The shattering

Haladavar looks around slowly. "Three." Ivanna knew that surrendering wouldn't end well and trying to run right away would result in him summoning his entire swarm. Her only option was to pretend to surrender and deal as much damage as she could at point-blank range before running away. "Four." This gave her an idea. If she could catch him off guard with another inventory drop, then shoot him in the face with a Lucky Shot empowered shot. It might be just enough to give her an advantage while running away. "Five."

He growls lowly. "Six." She casts Lucky Shot, causing a twenty-sided die to roll. - 10 Mp To her surprise, the die lands on sixteen, charging her next offensive ability or attack to deal 150% additional damage and critically hit. Her odds of success were clearly looking up. She looks around for a pile of debris she can collect. "Seven." She notices one, but there is a problem. 'Damn, it's right in his line of sight. If I cast Clean and Reorganize on it now, he's sure to notice...' He cracks his neck. "Eight."

She lets out a sigh before calling out. "All right. I, I give up." He smirks, looking where the sound of her voice came from. "Hmm, a wise decision, Mrs. Costa." She walks to the door and opens it. However, as soon as she opens it, he points a finger at the hand she's holding her rubber band gun in. "Stop right there. Drop it." She lifts it a little before shaking it. "Ah, fuck me...' "You aren't scared of this toy, are you?" He scoffs. "No, but I don't want you getting any funny ideas."

Just as she was about to toss the gun toward the pile of debris, he began to talk again. "You know what? I changed my mind." His hand begins to gesture for her to come closer. "Toss it to me instead." Her heart sank. 'Fuck... I guess his high intellect isn't just for show.' She looks him in the eye. "I'm not sure I can toss it that far." He lifts a brow before chuckling. "Woman, I will beat the shit out of you if you lie to me again. Toss it to me, now. Or else." Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed two large creatures. 'Is that them?'

However, when she tried to look in that direction, there was nothing there. He growls. "I won't say it again." She nervously smiles. "R-right." Her hand quivered as she looked at the rubber band gun before tossing it at him. While he is distracted, she casts Clean and Reorganize on the nearest pile of debris. - 5 Mp He catches it and looks it over. "Interesting..." She watches him as he looks over her rubber band gun. "What?" He holds it with both hands before snapping it in two.

"I think I know why my client paid so much for you." His eyes look into hers for a moment. "I should have known it was because of some interesting ability, not your physique." She glares at him. "Look, I get it. You don't find me attractive. No one is asking you to fuck me." His left eyebrow quirks. "I'm a mercenary, not a whore. Get your mind out of the gutter." He smirks and chuckles. "You're funny though. I'll give you that." He gestures with his pointer finger to come closer.

As she walks toward him, she uses a mental command to open her inventory. This time she had three stacks of Fragments of Concrete, two of which were x 200 and the third was x 53. Next to it is one stack of Pile of Dirt x 21. This haul was clearly heavier than the last one, but would it be enough? She glared at him as the gap between them narrowed. Once she was within ten feet of him, he gestured for her to stop. "That's close enough." She disgruntledly does as she is told. He grins. "Turn around, get on your knees, and put your hands behind your head."

She sighs before doing as she was told again. However, she smiles a little. 'Just a little closer...' She listened carefully as he approached from behind. When he was a mere three feet from her, she unleashed her inventory, dropping everything on top of him. Not a single number flew as the air filled with dust and debris. When the dust cleared, the first thing she saw was her Knee Length Red Pleated Skirt covering his face. She couldn't help laughing at the ridiculous sight.

His body trembles with rage as his score drops to - 20. "Did you think that would work a second time? Clearly your brain is full of debris too." He back hands her, sending her straight to the ground with a hard thud. 20 (Str) + 10 (Toxic Empowerment) = 30, - 30 Hp, - 10 Hp She winces and gasps from shock and pain, but fortunately the amount of damage she had been dealt didn't show. 'Holy shit...' Her head hurt and her vision was blurry. She heard something being torn several times before her arms were pulled behind her back.

He used the torn remains of her Knee Length Red Pleated Skirt to restrain her arms. It felt like her arms were bandaged together. Shortly after, he snaps his fingers. Something began to skitter along her ankles. A few seconds later, whatever was around her ankles pulled them together before locking them in place. She couldn't see what was going on with her face down, but she was in real trouble now. Was she going to be dragged off by this mercenary? Would the spiders come to save the day? Or will Alice and/or Twisted somehow come to the rescue?

Name: Ivanna Pilar Costa

Title: The Gamer

Lvl: 5 XP 157/1,000

Hp: 41/81

Hp regen: .21 per min

Mp: 52/115

Mp regen: .5 per min

Critical strike chance: 5.78%

Dodge chance: 5.78%

Attack speed increase: 5.72%

Movement speed increase: 5.72%

Aiming accuracy increase: 6.28%

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: 25 + (0) + (0)

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

Lib: 29 + (0) + (0) Lck: 28 + (0) + (0)

Equipment Slots:

Ring 1:

Ring 2:

Gloves: Torn - Knee Length Red Pleated Skirt

Weapon:

Off-hand:

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

Legs: Lacy Pink Panties, Young Trapper Centipede

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

Neck:

Face:

Head: