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Chapter 2 - Rank 1

[You have leveled up]

The words seemed to appear in front of him, yet at the same time he couldn't really see them at all. It was as if it were just at the tip of his mind. Rank jumped back behind Gryf, collecting his bearings. A thought crossed his mind. He wasn't sure, but worst case scenario he'd make a fool of himself. "Weeb sense, don't fail me now." He whispered to himself. "Status!" He exclaimed.

He saw it. He saw all of it. Similar to the previous message. An image at the tip of his mind that just barely overlayed with his actual sight.

Name: Rank

Class: Support Specialist

Race: Human

Age: 18

Level: 2

Skills(*): Moster Taming(D) ; Translation(E)

Unique skill: Gattler

He took a second to focus on the one thing that stood out to him. Monster Taming.

Almost as if on command, the information he wanted appeared.

{Monster Taming(D):

An unrefined version of the monster taming skill. The user can fire off a bolt of energy that will start the forming of a contract with a monster of the [beast] or [abomination] variety. While forming a contract, the creature will lose all hostility towards you. While under a contract the creature will act as your personal aid and companion, following your commands or protecting you in any way it can manage. You are limited in the amount of creatures you can contract at once.

Contracted creatures (0/1)}

A snarl from the lizard in front of him snapped Rank back to reality.

"What was that.." Gryf asked, still shocked from the flash and sudden shout but doing his best to defend his friend from the oncoming lizards.

"This." Rank stated, reaching out his shakey hand to a nearby lizard. He concentrated all his energy to a point on his palm, hoping desperately for it to work.

From his hand shot a viscous bolt of blue energy. It connected perfectly with the lizards head, stopping it in its tracks.

[Obtaining information..]

Rank held his breath.

[Establishing contract..]

He felt a warm feeling. His body pulsed with energy. It seemed to resonate with that of the lizard.

[Creature (Red lizard) contracted]

As if responding to the contract, the lizards scales seemed to darken a bit, distinguishing it from the others of it's kind. It looked up at him awaiting instructions.

"It worked.." Rank's words drew the attention of all those present.

A second of silence followed before Gryf finally spoke up. "STATUS!"

From the group huddled on the ground came a chorus of overlapping shouts. One after one, each of Rank's classmates followed his lead.

Gryf turned towards the oncoming lizards. From his outstretched hand came a blue fog. The mist gathered and took shape, forming a translucent blue longsword in his hand. He began cleaving through the monsters. A moment later Gryf was engulfed in the same light that had enveloped Rank a moment earlier.

"That should give us a bit of breathing room." A grin dominated Gryf's face. "That's really refreshing."

Dirk's hands seemed to eminate extreme amounts of force. He slammed his fists against the ground, knocking several lizards, along with Rank and Gryf, off balance. He slowly started stomping the reptiles out of existence.

"Any of you suddenly willing to help out?" Dirk took the opportunity to address the cowering crowd. After a few moments of silence, a single person stood up.

"If you can bring me a few of the corpses and give me some time, I can make some weapons for you." It was Tark. He was rather physically fit, not to mention ginormously tall. If he weren't a bit of a coward he would have probably been a great help during the former half of the fight.

"Right. Get ready for round two." Dirk picked up three lizard corpses and tossed them over to Tark. He then turned towards the swarm of lizards that had formed behind the corpses of Gryf's massacre.

Rank looked down at his new lizard companion.

"Well bud, let's see what you can do."