Pav makes a puzzled expression, trying to process what happened. Never has he met someone who could dodge his punches, let alone anyone who could stand up to him in general. He's so bewildered that he hasn't moved from his punching stance. 'There's no way he could have easily avoided my punch... I'm not my weak self like before...'
On the other hand, Cyrus is dying of laughter on the inside, waving his hands in front of Pav's face. 'Why isn't he moving? Is he buffering? He looks like an idiot'
{Cyrus focus. Your time is getting shorter by the second. You shouldn't have gotten involved. Isn't your motto, 'Live only for yourself, and don't give two sh*ts about other people'}
He sighs, 'Yes, but I'm not doing this for the bartender. If he dies, how will I get the information I need?'
{Isn't it the doctor who made the request? Can't you go to him?}
'No, it's not him. Think about it, what will he gain from stalking me? Finding out my favorite food? He only knows me as someone who didn't pay for medical treatment, killed his men, and hurt his pride. He would be requesting someone to kill me.'
{If you say so}
Suddenly, footsteps could be heard across the room making Cyrus quickly lookup. It was a light brown micell from the group, who's walking up to Pav to check on him. "Oy Pav! You good?!"
It took a while, but Pav snaps back to reality and looks around to see people with shocked expressions. When he looks down, he sees a grinning Cyrus passionately looking back at him.
Cyrus pats his shoulder, "Good Morning sleeping beauty, I'm glad you woke up! It's not good to sleep standing up. You'll hurt your poor back"
Pav goes red of embarrassment and clenches his fists"You're asking for a death wish!"
He laughs "That threat is old, try again".
"Die!" Without hesitation, Pav raises his arms to slam him to the ground, but Cyrus quickly steps hardly avoid it. Next, Pav throws punches with great speed left to right and Cyrus continues to dodge them. Still, Pav's attacks aren't easy to dodge, so he stumbles a bit and steps back
"Looks like you're struggling a bit" He smirks. Pav jumps back and raises his fists high enough to cover his face.
Ignoring his comment, Cyrus jumps to ready himself. He was about to form a weapon, but changes his mind because fighting with his fist gave him nostalgia 'I haven't fought like this in a while' he smiles. He immediately rushes towards Pav, who is still in a defensive position and aims for his torso with his leg. However, Pav blocks his attack with his arm.
As they collide, a power battle commences seeing who will overpower the other by using force to push each other back.
Unfortunately for Cyrus, the power difference between them is too immense, so as a result, his body is pushed into the bar and gets injured by the counter.
Cyrus grunts and spits out a bit of blood. 'D*mn it, he's completely subduing me. I expected him to be strong, but not this strong. I need to come up with a plan'
[Do you think he's connected to the other micell that went inside your dungeon?]
'Yeah, I have a feeling they are' He wipes his mouth and walks back to the center of the room. Once he got in front of Pav, he cracks his knuckles ready to jump back in. 'I need to get a hit on him....but would be the best way?' He closes his eyes to think.
At the same time, Pav's worries about Cyrus have quickly gone away. 'There is no one stronger than me!' He glances over to his group to flex.
"Who's more powerful than me?"
"No one Pav!" They shout.
'Exactly' He turns back towards Cyrus and notices that his eyes are closed. 'Oho, someone's not paying attention...' Pav grins and dashes up to him to throw in a punch when he's not looking.
However, before his punch reached him, Cyrus quickly opens his eyes, raises his arms to cover his face and ducks. When he throws another, Cyrus stays low and continues to dodge.
When a few seconds pass, Pav starts to struggle because his punches have to be thrown downwards to reach Cyrus and it messes up the accuracy of his hits. Precision beats power and timing beats speed when fighting with your fists.
Once Cyrus sees an opening in Pav's form, he jabs the right side of his stomach and the left a couple of times. Pav tries to jump back, but he throws an uppercut towards his chin making Pav's body tilts over on one leg. Cyrus then took that opportunity to punch him in the throat.
"Agh!" He falls to the floor holding his neck in pain. Pav tries to get back up, but Cyrus hurries and kicks him hard on the side of the head knocking him out cold.
"That took longer than it should have. Whoever's making these micells stronger is going to be a pain in the a*s " He sighs and heads over to finish Pav off, but one of the micells stops him.
"You... you killed Pav! Prepare to die!" A black micell pulls out a sword.
Cyrus raises his index finger "Not yet, he's clearly still ali-..."
"I don't want to hear a single word from you! Everyone gets him!" All 4 micells gang upon him.
'I need my experience for the day anyway' Cyrus forms two guns and flips them into position. He runs up to the closest micell and shoots him in the forehead before he could react. Then, he uses the micell's body as a shield to block out any attack from the others.
Minutes later, he manages to kill all of them with no sweat. "Even though some evolved, Micells are still the easiest to kill"
[Congratulations! Your core has leveled up!!]
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Exp Gained: 800
Micell - 200
Micell - 200
Micell - 200
Micell - 200
Core Level 2
New!!—> Core Level 3
4770/5000 (+ 800)
New!!—> 570/10,000
items acquired:
20 kolons
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"It's good I got something out of this..."
{This is the last level before the upgrade. Make it count}
While still on the floor, Bayne gently taps his neck still burning red from Pav's attack. His breathing rate is a bit rigid, so he takes two deep breathes to soothe it. When he gets up, his eyes widen with shock. Floorboards are destroyed, the bar is damaged and bullet holes are in the walls. "What the hell?"
His attention then moves to Cyrus, who is about to shoot pav in the head. "Wait! Don't...!" He runs to him and pulls on Cyrus's arm. "Don't kill him"
"Why?"
"If he dies, then it's going to affect my guild"
Cyrus walks over and picks up a chair that has fallen from the previous chaos. He puts it down and sits on it the opposite way with his hands resting on the back of the chair. "How about this... tell me the information that I want to know and I'll let him live".
"Deal"
"Who requested for someone to stalk me?"
Bayne pushes his glasses up his face, "I haven't received a quest like that. Let me show you" He walks over to the bar and picks up a clipboard. Then he jogs back up and shows it to him.
Cyrus tilts his head and raises the clipboard in disbelief "What? What is this?"
"This is the quest log"
Cyrus tries to hold in his laughter the best he can "T-There's only one quest on here...and it's asking to g..gather 20 blueberries"
He continues to examine the log to identify who sent in the quest, but when he read it his laughter could no longer be contained. "Sent in by.. Bayne's grandma, Louis Battee!"
Bayne sighs "I'm glad the failure of my guild entertains you"
Cyrus looks down and shakes head 'I've been tricked by that micell... Why am I so easy to fool? My people skills suck' He sighs
'Pics, How much time do I have left?'
{10 minutes}
'Hmm I'm not leaving here without getting something else out of this' He looks up at Bayne and immediately thought of an idea.
Bayne smiles nervously "What?"