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Quest 5: What can a Scholar do?
His hand grazed
along the floor. Pain shot up his arm from his wrist. He yelped in pain. Embarrassment
flooded his face as he looked over his shoulder. He didn’t feel very much like
a Scholar now.
“What was-“
Brawler started to ask.
“Your health
bar,” he said cutting her off through gritted teeth.
“You’re quick
little gingerbread man,” Assassin said.
Brawler quickly
snatched her phone from its pouch on her belt to check. Assassin wasted no time
and grabbed at Brawlers arm.”
“Don’t let her
touch you,” he shouted to Brawler.
It was too late
Assassin already had a firm grip on Brawlers arm.
“Let go!”
Brawler growled as she flung a fist at Assassins face.
Assassin nimbly
dodged the fist. Brawler squirmed and struck out again and again. She hadn’t
anticipated Assassin being able to move with such dexterity.
“Do something!”
she yelled at Scholar.
Scholar finally
began climbing to his feet.
“You’re joking
right? Two against one?” Assassin said.
She began
scrolling through her phone while avoiding Brawlers flailing fists.
“Let’s take a
rain check on this shall we?” Assassin asked as she tapped her screen
activating her Crippling Touch.
“You aren’t
going anywhere!” Brawler yelled.
“Oh but you don’t
have a say in the matter.”
Brawlers’
movements suddenly became sluggish and she started struggling to move at all.
Assassin backed up slowly waving before turning around and walking away
casually.
“Do something!”
Brawler shouted at Scholar.
“Do what?” he
asked.
“Anything! Just
something!”
“I can’t.”
“What? You have
at least a skill don’t you?”
He shook his
head. She sighed and crumbled to her knees.
“Assassin is
out of combat range,” both of their phones said in unison.
“We’re safe?”
Scholar asked.
“I dunno,”
Brawler said shaking her head.
Scholar held
his breath as he scrolled through his phone until he found it.
-NEARBY-
Sorry There Are No Opponents In The
Current Vicinity!
Finally he
released his breath and let out a sigh of relief. Replacing the phone in his
pocket he sat on the curb and began cradling his wrist.
“You’re hurt?”
Brawler asked.
“What?”
She nodded
towards his wrist.
“Oh it’ll be
fine I think,” he said.
Brawler began
stretching her arms and legs.
“I dunno what
happened but I can finally move properly again,” she said.
“Movement
restriction?” Scholar suggested.
“Huh?”
“Umm… In most
games there are skills that restrict or limit movement to give you a
theoretical advantage. In most cases they take the form of Stun, Paralysis,
Slow or Knockdown. I’m not sure which would be applicable for us.”
She stared at
him slightly shocked at the amount of information he had just rattled off.
“Is that your
skill?” she asked.
He looked at
her blankly then shook his head.
“I don’t have
any skills.”
As if to prove
his point he pulled out his phone and brought up the appropriate menu.
-STATUS-
CLASS: Scholar
CLASS: Scholar
LEVEL: 1
TYPE:
Support
SKILLS: None
“That’s bizarre,”
she said.
