'From my added memories, I might have been an extra who became a main character trying to survive among them, like from the stories I have in my added memories... ' he thought after dealing a final blow to the goblin mage boss.
The goblin mage has insufficient mana and can only cast fist-sized fireballs ten times maximum. What gives them the title of 'mage' is their intelligence in controlling and commanding the goblins.
"It should be somewhere around here..." Jiwoo mumbled looking around.
"Guh!" He looked down and noticed several cuts on his body, including four near his stomach, two on his right arm, and six around his legs. Every cut was shallow, and his deep thought and the strengthening potion that boosted his powers allowed him to resist some of the pain he felt.
He'll feel the pain of both the aftereffects and the damage he received now that the potion effects are gradually wearing off.
"Fast! Fast before the potion effect completely wear off!" He mumbled and paced around.
He paced around and found a book which was completely worn out and dusted.
[Lost martial art 'Dintingaa' found.]
[Trait: Dintingaa created.]
[Trait: Dintingaa [TYPE: Martial Art.] [Rank: A]]
[Description: Dintingaa is a defensive and offensive martial art that focuses on defeating the user's opponent by exploiting every weakness in their defence and body. The primary emphasis is on kicks and agility, and it frequently depends on user's own and the opponent's strength and flexibility.]
[Dintingaa's greatest strength is its versatility and speed, which allows the user to perform a wide range of tricks. Taking advantage of the opponents sidesteps will likely exhaust them, allowing the user to maintain control of the fight.]
[Dintingaa's main weakness, on the other hand, is that it requires the user to react extremely quickly. So, unless the user train their reflexes, their strengths will quickly become obsolete.]
[User's martial skill level is too low.]
[Trait rank decreased to rank-D.]
[Trait: Dintingaa growth type created. 25 percent of the Trait can be used.]
"...." Jiwoo stared at the pop ups.
"Hmm... Ok, it'll be enou UKH!" Jiwoo groaned in agony and fell on the ground with a low 'THUD.'
***
In Sector Two 'The Kalgar.'
A man stood at the edge of a skyscraper rooftop and slowly leaned forward, bracing himself for a free fall.
He had dark green hair with grey cat eyes and sharp facial features. He wore a grey t-shirt, white trouser with his hands in his pockets.
".... Hmm~" Henry hummed, suddenly snapped his head to his left and smiled.
'Why is he here?' Henry asked himself when he felt a familiar presence.
"Well, let's go visit him." He mumbled and disappeared from the spot.
From the middle of the city, he dashed towards the forest area, and everyone around him saw only a blur and felt as if something had just passed them by.
***
Isha stood with the Ice Blood Katana in her hand as monsters surrounded her.
'Do I really have to fight them on my own?' she asked herself, puzzled by the sudden turn of situation.
[Don't worry, I'll help you if it seems like you can't handle it.] Eshwar's voice rang inside her head, causing her to flinch as he telepathically tried to reassure Isha.
'.... He can use telepathy too...' she thought without an ounce of surprise.
"Huu.." Isha took a deep breath to calm down.
'... I have to do this if I want to get stronger...' She paused and took a stance as the monsters surrounding her closed in on her.
'.... I have a feeling something is wrong...' Isha thought looking at monsters movements as it was somewhat intelligent.
[Don't worry, it's normal for intelligent monsters to be on guard against someone with a strong magical aura and they don't know about your 'non existent' physical abilities... at least until you clash with them.] Eshwar said, telepathically emphasising non-existent, which irked Isha.
"Hmph." Isha snorted and dashed at the orc, which appeared to be the strongest of the horde.
Orcs are 3-metre-long pale brown monsters. They not only look like humans, but they also possess intelligence similar to that of humans, they are hostile, cannibals, fight instinctively and are warriors by nature.
'... If I take out the strongest first th.' Isha's thoughts were cut short by Eshwar.
[It's no long-range battle, for you to aim at the strongest first. Remember this is your first physical combat, and the Orc is clearly more experienced in close combat.] He said.
GROWWU
The Orc punched at her before she could focus on the attack; she raised her katana and blocked the Orc's fist, drifted back, and felt her bones shake from the impact.
"Ukh!" she groaned in pain, clenched her teeth and dashed at it again.
[Behind you...] Eshwar said telepathically which sounded kinda lazy.
'!'
[Crouch down, spin and slash diagonally, upward.] He guided.
SWISH
SLASH
She compiled Eshwar's words and slashed a wolf monster in mid-air as it pounced on her from behind. She stared at the dead wolf in daze.
[Now, strike down to the left, turn around and slash vertically, upward.] Eshwar said.
She compiled, gathered her strength and struck down a wolf at her left, turned around and slashed vertically upward, missing but deterring the Orc from attacking her again. After attacking she slowed a bit waiting for the next guidance.
[Fight, I'm not going to guide you every time.] He said which sounded like a sneer.
She noticed two wolves on each side, ready to pounce. A wolf from each side moved in and surrounded her again, leaving her with no way out. She stood there contemplating the best way to defend herself if she was attacked from all four sides.
[Move! You can move and attack them... It's not like they're holding you captive.] His voice woke her up from her reverie and made her realize a very simple thing.
[Move forward towards any wolf and strike it down.] He said.
She dashed at a wolf and struck it down vertically; the wolf jumped back and dodged her strike as the other three dashed at her.
[Slash towards your right and move to the right!] he said.
She slashed horizontally to her right, where a wolf had appeared with an open mouth, and her slash severed the wolf's lower jaw, tongue, and forelegs. The wolf whimpered in agony as blood flowed down from its severed mouth and legs.
She ignored the wolf's whimpering and moved to her right as guided, but it was a second too late. The Orc struck her with the intent to finish the fight, If the Orc's punch had made contact with Isha, she would have been blown to bits.
BAM
Orc's punch caused a circular wind pressure and gazed Isha's shoulder by a bit, like a tap on her shoulder which caused it to dislocate.
"Guh!" She wailed in agony as the Orc prepared to strike again.
"Kneel!" Eshwar's voice resounded.