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Chapter 636 Forgery
🕑 Added 2021-01-16 11:27:59 +0000 UTCAuthor's note: Hey all. New chapters up and more hopefully on Tuesday :).
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Chapter 636 Forgery
“Had enough?” Ilea asked.
The Fae nodded, floating up to sit on her shoulder, its ashen companion joining it a moment later.
“Did the creature awaken your human maternal instincts?” the Meadow asked.
“Who knows?” Ilea replied, dissolving her ashen copy. Just the ash Fae would be enough. Not like either managed to stop the creature from joining her after the battle. “How’s the Mirage doing?”
“Solving my puzzles, as usual,” the Meadow said. “I doubt your presence would further its awakening.”
“Is that an insult or a scholarly observation?” Ilea asked.
“You decide,” Meadow answered.
“The first then. What about the Enavurin? Still asleep?” she said.
“Yes. And I suspect it will be. For some time,” the Meadow said.
Ilea looked at the two Fae on her shoulder. “Well. I have an ancient magical being sitting on my shoulder playing with an ashen copy I made and imbued with my will. All the while I’m talking to a living Meadow that may as well be a god. Maybe try talking with it through dreams or something.”
“Of course. I try every so often, but I’m a novice still and my mind magic is very limited,” the Meadow said.
“That was supposed to be a joke,” she said.
“Dreaming is simply another state of the mind, one with a lot of potential. I have met awakened with the ability to control them, to an extent. My methodical approach is limited in conjunction with this type of mind magic, especially with a creature as versed in its use as the Enavurin, as you call it,” the Meadow explained.
“Twentieth layer?” she asked, not about to try and comprehend any musings the Endless Meadow had about dreaming.
They appeared in the waste, bits of glassed sand still visible where they had fought the Elemental. Where Trakie fought the Elemental. As I am now, I could’ve contributed more than a bit of healing and distraction.
“Thanks,” she sent to the Meadow, spreading her wings. “Feel like visiting our lava friend?”
Violence?
“Some maybe, I always need more resistances. And few can melt my heart quite like our friend here,” she answered.
Let’s
Goooo
Ilea giggled, speeding up towards the Trakorov’s lair. They reached it quickly, the entrance open with waves of heat coming from within. “It’s sleeping I think.”
They found the massive creature rolled on its back, legs resting to the side as it breathed slowly.
“Maybe we should let it sleep and come another time,” she said.
Violence vanished, appearing near the monster’s absolutely massive head before it teleported a few nearby rocks, sending them flying at one of the creature’s eyes. With enough velocity to kill a low level human.
The Trakorov made a few noises, finally opening its eyes and roaring, a wave of heat washing over them, the Fae already back behind Ilea.
She watched in awe as the massive being rolled over, puffing out waves of fire and heat as it slowly turned to find the intruders.
Did it get fatter? Probably shouldn’t bring this up, she thought, waving at the monster. “Hey, been a while,” she said, roaring with monster hunter imbued with the same sentiment. “Hello,” she sent telepathically as well. So many ways of communication. Can’t even imagine how many ways someone like Meadow or Violence have. How do they even find the right channel to send on?
The Trakorov puffed, resting on its stomach as it looked at them.
“Care to burn me up a bit?” she asked.
Burn!
Burn!
Burn!
“Yes, Violence,” she said, patting the little creature.
The Trakorov just puffed again.
Ilea got a general bored vibe. How dare you wake me up for this shit. Is that what you’re saying?
Trade?
“You suggest a trade? What could it want from me?” she asked, creating spheres of ash, imbuing them and letting them roll towards the creature. It seemed disinterested. “Okay, let me see what else I have.”
She summoned a few astral spirit corpses. “Space meat from another realm?” she asked, displacing them closer.
The Trakorov sniffed the bodies before it opened its large maw, munching on them a few times before it swallowed. The look in its eyes changed a little and then it fell asleep once more.
“Oh well. Can’t say I didn’t try,” she said. “The heat here is quite comfortable though.”
The Fae didn’t seem done with the attempt however, touching its chin as it looked between Ilea and the large monster.
Human
Flesh
“You want me to feed myself to it?” she asked.
The Fae shrugged.
Yes.
“What about Fae meat?” she asked, glancing at the floating creature.
No
meat
only
space
“Ah. Of course,” she said, raising her brows as she started cutting off a few arms, making a messy pile on the ground.
Truth
No
Meat
She just nodded, continuing her bloody sacrifice. I’m really just giving it some of my mana. Fascinating… how versatile this resource is.
Eat
See, Violence said and held out its little arm to her mouth.
Ilea felt inclined to actually bite but she just smiled instead. “I’m just joking, little guy. I wouldn’t rip you apart to feed a Trakorov. Don’t you worry.”
It appeared on her shoulder again, touching arms with its ashen copy.
“Think this is enough for a snack?” Ilea asked, the pile of bleeding arms now reaching her chest.
Maybe
“Maybe is fine. Let’s see,” she said and used Embered Core to set the pile alight, pushing it towards the Trakorov with an ashen plow.
They waited in anticipation, nothing happening for a few seconds until one of the creature’s nostrils twitched.
It once again opened its eyes and maw at the same time, taking in the whole pile. Bones crunched for a few seconds until it swallowed.
“Now up for some training?” she asked.
The Trakorov gave her a nod.
“You understand me?” she asked. This time she didn’t get a response. “Oh well, just burn me up with a few lava spells.”
The Fae giggled and vanished, seeking refuge near the top of the expansive lair.
Ilea on the other hand stared into the open maw of the Trakorov, watching as lava lit up within, her arms spreading before she was showered. Compared to the Wyrm’s sun spell, the intensity wasn’t exactly there. “Pump it up a notch,” she said, gesturing with her melting hands.
The monster obliged, her blood soon boiling, as her skin melted. She sighed, relaxing in the molten rock as the massive monster sent the occasional burst of flame over her. Nobody could ask for a more accommodating spa experience, really.
‘ding’ ‘Lava Magic Resistance reaches 3rd lvl 4’
‘ding’ ‘Lava Magic Resistance reaches 3rd lvl 5’
No heat resistance, she noted, getting up to leave when the Trakorov went back to sleep, either seeing its obligation as fulfilled or simply sleepy. It had been a few hours after all. She glanced around quickly before contacting the Meadow. “Violence with you?”
“It is, yes. The violence you provided apparently wasn’t particularly interesting,” it answered.
“And yours is?” she asked.
“It has not requested any so far, opting to mess with your humans. Its runic knowledge is as impressive as I had expected,” it said.
“What do you mean? Can you beam me back too?” she asked.
Ilea appeared near the Meadow. “By the way, mind if I set one of my transfer destinations here?”
“Of course not. What I mean is that Violence messes up key runes in easy to miss ways. They haven’t even realized why their design has performed less efficiently in the past half hour,” the Meadow explained.
She rolled her eyes, setting her third destination marker. “Violence, stop messing with them.”
Boring
“Is Goliath ready?” she asked the Meadow.
“Yes,” the tree replied.
“Great. Violence, we’ll do some forging stuff. Want to watch? Maybe Goliath can make you something too if you’re nice,” she said.
The smith appeared a few seconds later, far enough away from the Meadow to not be bothered by the mana density.
He bowed to the tree, greeting the humans before he looked around.
“How much space do you need?” Ilea asked, walking towards the floating smith.
“This space should be sufficient,” he said, having floated about twenty meters closer to the cavern wall. The smith turned and squinted, his eyes opening wide a moment later. “Is that?”
“Violence. Meet Goliath, best craftsbeing I know,” she said. “Goliath, meet Violence. Part of the local Fae collective.”
The little guy waved, floating closer to the smith.
“Spirit of old, I greet thee,” Goliath said and bowed. He summoned a pouch and emptied its contents onto the ground. “Welcome to our abode, honored guest.”
The Fae giggled, floating to the ground before it vacuumed up the glittering dust.
“What did you just feed him?” Ilea asked.
“A customary gift. Ground mana crystals. Long have I hoped to meet a traveler such as you,” he said, his eyes indicating happiness.
Friend!
“Indeed,” Ilea said, watching the Fae appear on top of Goliath’s head.
I should get some mana crystals to feed random powerful entities I meet, she thought. “Got any crystals for sale?”
“Not for sale, but you may have these,” the smith said and summoned a few medium sized crystals.
“I appreciate the gift,” she said and displaced the crystals, storing them inside her necklace.
“Here is the design, Endless Meadow,” Goliath said and rolled out a plan on a stone workbench that formed below the smiths’s arms. “It is appreciated.”
“Simple enough,” the Meadow said, creating several walls around their area, essentially building a simple house. “Wouldn’t want things to start burning.”
“Not like you couldn’t put out a fire,” Ilea said.
“I dislike the smell of burnt flesh,” the Meadow said.
A large forge formed from the ground up, the stone cracking as its density increased. The creation had several layers and openings, the top reaching nearly three meters in height.
Goliath continued showing plans to the Meadow, additions connected to the forge forming all around the central unit.
“And a mold of her armor,” Goliath said.
“Don’t you have one already?” Ilea asked.
“That one would melt if we tried to use it here,” he answered.
“I see,” Ilea said, watching stone form around her. She left one layer of armor on as the Meadow created the first part of the mold. She breathed out when the stone moved away once more.
“Perhaps I should employ your services more often, Endless Meadow,” Goliath joked.
“I shall assist you whenever you require such,” it answered.
The smith laughed to himself, the sound changing towards something devious at the end.
I think you just signed a contract that you may regret in time, Ilea thought.
She sat down in her ashen chair, the Fae running around with its ashen copy. Ilea raised her brow when the Fae ran closer to the Meadow, teleporting around as it giggled, finally hiding behind the crystal tree as the ash copy floated after it. Well it’s used to high mana density after all.
She just still thought it peculiar that something so powerful wasn’t even at level two hundred. Her instincts didn’t scream at her either whenever she was close to the creature but she assumed that could just be familiarity, or because the Fae was inherently not very threatening.
Even the hive was more confusing than threatening. Though it could’ve likely removed me from existence with a single thought.
Goliath chucked a third of the massive Wyrm scales into the forge, stone closing around the opening as he explained some changes to the mold, the Meadow responding instantly.
“Now we only need something to burn,” Goliath said.
“Wood should suffice, if it comes from me,” the Meadow said, roots forming near the forge and growing into the openings.
“Perfect. Being of ash, I believe you should have some heat or fire spells at your disposal? With enough time, we should be able to reach the required temperature,” Goliath said.
Ilea already formed heat within her. “Meadow, can your stone take my heat spell?”
“Test it here,” the creature said, creating a set of walls nearby, the stone cracking as its density increased.
She increased her weight, holding out her arm towards the walls before she unleashed a fully charged chaotic beam of fire and heat. The flames broke against the wall and flowed to the side and above, dissipating to reveal glowing stone with a slightly runny surface. The wall still held however.
“That is ridiculous for something at level five hundred. But then again, you have killed four mark creatures before, so perhaps it is justified,” the Meadow said, adding another layer to the forge and all surrounding walls. “Over time it may actually melt through the walls.”
“I appreciate the compliment,” Ilea said with a grin. “I’m quite proud of my melting powers.”
Goliath just giggled to himself, rubbing his hands as he went and touched the still glowing wall. “Marvelous. Truly… spectacular. There is much… I may ask of you two. May I… set up a residence here, ancient one?”
“You may reside in that section of the wall. Shall I make a copy of your workshop?” the Meadow said, a nearby root pointing at the section it had indicated.
“That would be most generous, weaver of space, mother of earth, and giver of life,” Goliath said and bowed again. “Master of heat and ash, I shall ask of thine assistance, whenever you are here.”
Ilea smiled. “You’re just charming everyone with your compliments,” she said and walked up to the smith, taking his hand. “I’ll give you a mark too. You can contact me using ten words or less whenever you need help with something. Works once a day.”
“I am, honored,” he said, his golden eyes suggesting joy. “Now… may we begin?”
“Sure,” Ilea said, her boots digging into the earth as she walked back.
“What exactly did you eat?” the Meadow asked.
“It’s a skill. I get faster heat generation in exchange for more density,” she explained.
“One positive for another positive. I fail to see the downside,” the Meadow said.
“Speed is the downside,” she said. “Evasion.”
“You hardly require either with space magic and healing,” the creature said.
“Which is why I’m getting some heavy armor now,” Ilea said with a grin. “Think you can upgrade the Armaments of Lilith with the scales as well?”
Goliath glanced at her and shook his head with a sad expression in his eyes. “I’m afraid not. But as you train with it, such may not be necessary. It is… impossible to say.”
“The living quality, yes,” she said and summoned the armor. No restrictions to heavy armor anymore, she thought and tried to get her Mantle to spread around the massive armor. The spell failed to take hold, only normal ash capable of surrounding the Armaments. She sent a spear into the thing, damaging its shoulder before she tried to heal it back with her third tier. A chunk of steel was flung out, dents forming where the damage had been present before. Hah. It works.
She assumed she simply didn’t know the armor well enough yet to heal it effectively with her third tier. But if Goliath thinks it has the potential to reach something close or even better than the Wyrm scales, I should probably spend some time training inside this thing as well. With my increased weight, the slow movement won’t be such a downside anyway.
Ilea summoned the Wyrm eye and held it with the massive hand of the Armaments, sending a beam of heat into one of Meadow’s walls, the focused energy managing to burn about ten centimeters into the hardened magical stone.
“What in the name of all gods am I looking at?” Iana said from about twenty meters away, her and Christopher watching the scene with interest.
“Goliath’s creation,” Ilea said, her voice dull and barely audible inside the thick living plating.
“What?” Iana asked.
“The Armaments of Trials, armor made with the heart of a mithril vein. Only time will tell, what may come of it, time and the trials the ashen one will face within it,” Goliath explained.
“That’s more of an explanation than I got,” she said.
“You wouldn’t have appreciated it anyway. The present beings are all scholars and creators, unlike the barbaric destroyer that you are,” the Meadow spoke.
“A bit bitchy today, are we?” she sent, crossing her massive arms before she put away the armor once more. “I’ve been thinking. That eye… the range is pretty nuts but I can’t exactly aim it well. Maybe you could use some of the scales to make me a weapon of sorts in which I could place the eye. One with an actual scope,” Ilea said and formed a few rifles out of ash. “Large enough to be held by the Armaments.”
“Interesting design… did you encounter such creations in your travels through the wilderness?” the smith asked, the others looking on with interest as well.
“No, that’s from my home realm. We didn’t have magic but these were called rifles. Combination of a steel barrel, gunpowder and steel bullets. A small explosion would propel the projectile out. I’d prefer if we didn’t make them though, the world would’ve been a better place without their existence,” she said.
“Except for the one you just requested,” the Meadow said. “Though I can see how dangerous such an instrument would be against those untrained in magic or wearing powerful armor. Similar to crossbows or siege weapons I have heard about.”
“Without the eye and my spell it would be useless anyway. I just need a focus with which I can aim and shoot the heat through my ashen limbs inserted into it. And speaking of weapons technology, I’m actually surprised with how little large scale magical shit I’ve seen so far. Most runes were set into walls, defensive in nature,” she said.
“There are plenty of offensive creations,” Iana said. “It’s just too expensive to make for most low born individuals. And higher level adventurers and mages prefer to use the magic and skills they’ve trained with.”
“Just comes down to mass production then. If you can arm a few thousand level thirty humans with rifles equaling the spell power of a level two hundred adventurer, you could make quite a force with little training,” Ilea said.
“Nobody in power would want that,” Iana said.
Ilea grinned. “Ravenhall and Hallowfort might like the idea of armed guards, but yeah, it’s probably better if we don’t start distributing dangerous weapons anybody could use to kill high level adventurers.”
Comments
Jessy
I mean, Ilea is not that smart? What she knows best is fist go smash. she will only be able to bring forth idea's, she herself wont be able to create anything of importance from her home realm. She has already brought forth several ideas and ideologies for her friends to work with. and she has hired people much smarter than her to create things for the better of the world.
Null
Everyone it's saying gun weapons are NEW.... are people forgetting that the first talen dungeon she enter have ducking GUN ROBOTS?!..... Sure guns are good and dangerous but it depends highly about your abilities since sensor or people with reflex bonuses are unlikely to lose.... (END OF THE RANT)
Pretentious Slime
I know that Ileas roll in life is fighting and getting stronger but endless meadow and Goliath have a pretty decent point. I don’t see the downsides of her slowing down to learn a few things and actually innovating. Especially given that she comes from a world where technology is beyond what magic can feasible create without enough power. I think it only makes sense at this point at least for her to prove meadow and Goliath wrong and maybe assist them in some way or just apply what she has learned from them to a more earth based technological form to further her own self rather then just going “fist go smash.” Leveling up and then rinse and repeat. Though I’ll be honest that’s just me being annoyed with how she tends to get outpaced in anything intellectual other than fighting. Though I did like how she learned to improve her space magic. For once it wasn’t something as lousy as resistance training which really only requires patience and fortitude. Something she is more then abundant on.
Pretentious Slime
I‘m picturing a more smooth slightly more slim hulk buster. Not as tall but at least a meter taller then ilea.
sharkattack
I'm picturing it like the Nimrod robot from the X-men
Miritar
do you mean, like Michael? he is a Creator (gold) like Ilea is (ash) maybe his real body is over 750 and she just never knew because of Monstrous?
fbt
I've been imagining the Armaments looks like a 50's robot, like Gort from Day the Earth Stood Still, only thicker everywhere. Really, just a super bulky humanoid shape, obviously super thick heavy armor. Idk if that's the right look, but it's what I keep picturing from the description. :)
Ross
The description said she could see through it, but I think that meant that it's transparent to her when she wants it to be, not that she can use it as a second pair of eyes.
Han Pol
By the way is she not able to look out of her ash now? Maybe she could use that and look out of the weapon arm?
Han Pol
Well maybe less that, but wherever the technology is first introduced and embraced is in an excellent position to conquer their neighbors (kingdom)with them being humans and nobles and such a position of power needs to be taken advantage off. So likely some more savage wars for a while at least. Currently the truly powerful don't need to bother to kill less powerful humans while some do they have only a weak motivation, giving them strong weapons would mean a stronger motivation, and likely the early guns are and even the more modern ones, will stop being effective, against somebody with a few defensive skills in the mid to early 100's. And Hexguns with runes will likely be quite some program to mass produce at a level effective against 200's or the true powers like Hector.
Zat
Well now he can use it to get her to help him forge stuff, rather than just protect him.
Ross
Ilea's evolutions must have messed with her mind. Before 500 she was all about helping the common man, now she's against letting them have the ability to be a threat to anyone of high level. Are they supposed to just rely on everyone with power being a good person?
Last time Ilea offered Goliath a mark, he refused it, now he's honored? Also Iana has seen the Armament of Trials before this and though it wasn't moving at the time, she seemed to understand what it was at least, so it's a bit off for her to ask about it the way she does here.
McVerisimilitude
Great chapter! Very entertaining and fun! Thanks!
David
Ilea should go spar with the Basilisk next. If the 3-mark Young Lightning Elemental is not enough to get Ilea a single level in Lightning Resistance, maybe the 4-mark Basilisk is up to the task. Also, she really should go let the Soul Rippers rip her apart with Void Magic for a few hours or days. Her Void Magic Resistance could definitely use 10 or 20 more levels. Also, that 4-mark Earth Serpent that she saw in a tunnel way back when. She should mess with it a little bit, see what it can do.
David
Correct, people cannot adapt or make things like that with their powers. They would need to kill a level 1200 Draconic beast to get the powerful scales and dragon eye to make the things. Then they would need someone to produce hyper-extreme heat equivalent to a 4-mark spell, a 4-mark earth mage to make a forge to contain the heat, and a millenia old smith to work the materials. A bit out of the range of level 200 humans, or even level 300 humans. No, they will not be duplicating these things.
Nate
I kinda prefer Ilea metroiding herself a gun arm whenever she wants to use the eye laser, but I'll withhold judgment until we see the results. Also, guns in fantasy worlds are always kinda a mixed bag - definitely they could shrek unenhanced humans but so could a crossbow or magic wand, and if you're talking about mass production, both of the former would be easier to pull off without going through an industrial revolution. And that's not even getting into the weeds on "how deadly is a gun really, in a setting where doing enough pushups allows you to fire lasers out of your hands?"
Nate
That's definitely meadow's area of interest, though any awakening, even a partial one, that happened that fast I would expect to be a lot more dramatic, haha.
Andrew
Thank you!
Alsia
Thanks for the chapter :)
Straven
Shudders, I can just imagine her completely destroying the sense of power in that world just by introducing new ideas of weapons and add on's. Thank you for the great chapters, enjoyed the old smiths new reactions and placement quite a bit but then again I'm a sucker for crafters.
WannaBeATree
Yep in Ch473 she let Iana have a look at it and got this fun thought: "She was genuinely impressed with the work, telling Ilea to show it to Balduur. Ilea deemed that a very bad idea, knowing that the smith already wanted to meet Goliath. If this thing really was as advanced as Iana had suggested, the man would start his own expedition north to meet the legendary Dark One."
I can't wait to see her making golems and delegating tasks for them to do in human lands where they are op
Null
I like the mech with rifle vibes..... Like... Imagin if she suddenly travel to a semi SCI-FI world and appears in that armor... With a giant rifle..... Pretty nut but be able to fake her strength with the armor would be cool too..... surely Earth it's not the only REALM where the system(magic) suddenly reach.... Like..... a SCI-FI world but with a little bit of magic.... Then suddenly they have this system.... Uf uf uf Note: sorry autocorrect
HereComesTheBoom
I really don’t see the problem. A large amount of the people who want to empower the common man in our modern world are also anti-guns. Ilea isn’t a terribly deep thinker, so when she thinks of guns she thinks of crime, school shootings, and wars. She doesn’t think about the liberation that owning a gun can provide to someone who is oppressed. Not like a standard gun would be all that effective against monsters or a city guard anyways, it’d need to have some kind of magic to make it effective and that would immediately take it out of mass production.
Tribal2199
Didn't Ilea already show Iana that armor before?
closeded
"World would have been a better place without their existence." Yeah, cause feudalism was great, and it was soooo much better when people were chopping each other up rather than shooting each other. /s Sarcasm aside. Every single nonsensical quip like that from Ilea bugs me. It makes no sense; does she really think that guns are worse than classes and stats and magic and FUCKING MONSTERS THAT EAT PEOPLE?! This is you leaking through, as often happens; everything you demonstrated about Ilea reinforces that she would be for empowering the common man, not disdaining the means to do so.
Aapjuh
Personally i don't like the wyrm eye gun concept, i prefer Ilea doing things with her own strength and magic, getting 'gear' of any sort is nearly always cheap power in stories. Even her various armors over the course of the story has been minimal compared to her own defenses take her bone armor as example, it was always the first to get slashed/burned/broken through. Special weapons/gear/tools had such a minimal presence in this world, everyone fighting with their own strengths and talents, introducing these kind of weapons and whatnot would kill such a large part of the lower level range making it essentially obsolete tossing out a lot of the world building in terms of regular folks state of life. Yes i know Ilea says things like she doesn't want to introduce guns and stuff, but seeing and copying is a thing, even the mc having sole access to it is ridiculous, like ppl cannot adapt or make things work with their own powers.
Jonathan
You just gave me a vision of Ashen Scorpion shaped armor, Ilea using the claws in relatively normal fashion with the eye in the tail.
Luciaron
Viva la revolution! Thanks for the chapters!
Zarik0
Mech armor with bazooka wirm eyes lazer or a third arm in the back with the bazooka in the armor or shoulder bazooka (like predator) :))
Reminder
Is it possible that Violence awakened the griffon just like that which is the part "that is too much for her brain size to understand" and is now the reason meadow wants to be teached by the fae ?
Kelan
Im getting mech suit with large laser rifle vibes from ilea and i like it lol
Joshua Little
At this point people might start getting core points when dealing with Ilea.
Joshua Little
Thanks for the chapter.
Marco Zorbach
Is it just me, or is Ilea beginning to give off some serious Abridged!Alucard vibes?
Rhain
Shoop da whoop gun lol can't wait
roxurio10003
Thanks for the chapters
Kurt A
At what point does one have enough stats to survive a 50 cal to the head? I bet by level 100 most warrior types would be like that, and by 200 all the mages too(assuming they don’t min-max). Sure they could make a gun much more powerful, but it wouldn’t be mass produced. It would be expensive. The introduction of guns would likely just result in ranger classes becoming gunslingers and possible much more common, but tanks and mages would still be needed for dungeon crawling.
MountainFox
Ya know, Ilea has a point. Guns alone elevated the average human to being able to kill apex predators with ease. On reflection, part of our arrogance towards nature could be stemmed from guns.
Martin
Pity there was not core point awarded for trading with Trakorov, otherwise excellent chapter
Dominic French
Lol llea should try getting a sniping skill.
Alexander Dupree
Thanks for the chapter. Cool little community going on here
The Arcane Emperor
Great as always ! Thx
