Damion readied himself as the group crossed the ten meters mark and entered his Dragon's Authority range.
Instantly, the efficiency of every enemy decreased, ignoring his current allies, and they shivered uncontrollably.
Damion's presence appeared to grow larger than them, and they cowered back in fear. However, the immediate shout of their leader broke them free from their mental restraint when he noticed this, and they became active again.
[Dragon's Authority's effects have been negated]
[Skill on cooldown- 10 Minutes Left]
Damion gritted his teeth seeing this message, and one of the approaching students stomped their foot on the ground, and a crack snaked its way from the stomp point to his position.
His balance was disrupted, and out of the ground, three plant roots filled with thorns shot up, aiming for his vitals.
'They're going for the kill?' Damion reflected. 'No, that's not it. They won't dare kill me unless they have a healer… So which one of them is it?'
Damion's eyes rolled over them, and it landed on one of the group members who lagged behind a little.
Their formation was perfect, and it didn't look like they weren't in sync. Yet, Damion had seen such a small difference and understood what was going on.
'If I defeat the healer, they won't be so rash. After all, they'll surely get injuries too.'
A smirk spread across Damion's cheeks, and he shot forward like a bullet emerging out of a muzzle.
This took the group by surprise, and they collapsed on him with their abilities, sending an overwhelming avalanche at him.
[Dragon's Reflective Skin has been activated]
[Shadow Pulse has been activated]
Various attacks met him head on, passing through his defenses and injuring his body. However, he didn't stop running.
[-10 HP]
[-5 HP]
[-20 HP]
…
A series of messages showed up in Damion's vision, and he forcefully silenced them, training his eyes on the set of students approaching him, then he moved.
Damion dodged to the best of his ability, moving agilely like a monkey on crack. He succeeded in evading, but he was still hit some times, and at some point, he had to stop and take cover.
"Maybe charging head on was a bad idea," he whispered to himself.
"Or maybe not!" He declared and unhesitatingly pushed forward again.
Before he could move further though, Matilda suddenly passed by him at a shocking speed, scaring the students ahead and raising her hands up.
A green blast of energy built up in a split second, and she didn't think twice before shooting out a concentrated beam of energy at two students.
Their eyes widened in horror as they hurriedly jumped to the side, not wishing to be hit by the green beam. They successfully dodged, but at the detriment of their formation.
Their wrong arrangement caused them to lose efficiency, and this led to a series of inevitable failures.
The ground exploded with a vicious growth of thorny roots, and the students became tangled among themselves.
A fierce tornado of sand particles kicked up, rotating around the students fiercely and scraping their flesh off roughly.
The conjurer fell victim to his own attack, and they all had to deactivate their abilities for fear of doing themselves more damage.
Fortunately or unfortunately, however one saw it, Damion was there to put them out of their misery.
He flashed by their side, drawing his fist back and pushing forward in one fluid motion.
Damion's fist fell forward like an iron ball, and the chest of the targeted student caved in before he stumbled backwards, coughing out blood and passing out.
Two green blasts of energy skimmed by Damion's body and hit two students, knocking them out.
Damion looked back for a split second, but that was enough for a fist, hardened to an unnatural extent, to hit him right on his jaws and stun him.
The two students who were hit were pushed back and had their flesh charred, their bodies burnt to a frightening degree.
The last student who had punched Damion had a second of happiness for having landed an attack on Damion again, before he was incapacitated by Matilda.
Damion and Matilda then relaxed and looked at each other. "Thank you," he said, and Matilda nodded.
"You depend too much on your Ability and have terrible skills," Kenzo's voice suddenly reached them a second later.
"Both of you," he added.
Damion and Matilda turned towards Kenzo, and they found him standing amidst the passed out bodies of the students who had attacked him.
They all had one thing in common, and that was their lost limbs and severely bleeding torsos… Kenzo hadn't gone easy on them.
"Matilda, let's go!" Kenzo ordered and began to walk away.
Matilda gave Damion one last look and followed after her brother.
Damion clenched his fists tightly, but showed a soft smile. Inwardly he was extremely pissed, but he masked it with a subtle smile on his face and held his peace.
'I'm still too weak to do anything,' he thought. 'Though I got what I wanted.'
Damion's smile turned genuine as he stared at the system interface.
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[3 students defeated]
[+150 Exp]
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[Quest, Dominate, has been completed]
[+200 Exp]
Level up!
[+1 New Skill]
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[Drakaina Bond complete]
-[Name: Matilda Draeke]
-[Race: Half-Breed Drake]
-[Level: 0]
-[Ability: Jade Drake]
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[Stats]
-[Strength: 15]
-[Agility: 22]
-[Constitution: 15]
-[Intelligence: 15]
-[HP: 100]
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[Skills]
[Drake's Poison Blast- Lvl 2]
[Drake's Sight- Lvl 5]
[Drake's Poison Aura- Lvl 1]
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Damion's smile widened joyfully. He had received exp for defeating two of the three students that had attacked him earlier, plus the other student he had punched in the chest and put out of the fight.
He had also completed the second quest he had received and defeated two people older than he was, granting him another bunch of exp.
This led to him leveling up and gaining a new skill.
He stared at the status info of his new Drakaina, and he couldn't help but gasp in awe at the ability of the system.
It had basically given him 50% of her combat info, and he knew what to expect and what not to.
Her Ability was shown to him, her skills and even her physical stats and HP. Her race, though, confused him, but he pushed that aside for now.
What confused him the most, however, was his own status panel.
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[Name: Damion Darkblade]
[Race: Half-Breed Dragon]
[Level: 3]
[Exp: 150/400]
[Ability: Shadow]
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[Stats]
-[Strength: 12]
-[Agility: 11]
-[Constitution: 15]
-[HP: 65/100]
-[MP: 11/20]
-[Luck: 10]
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[Basic Skills]
-[Swordsmanship- Beginner]
-[Krav Maga- Intermediate]
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[Shadow Skills]
-[Shadow Pulse- Lvl 2]
-[Shadow Walk- Lvl 1]
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[Dragon Skills]
-[Dragon's Authority- Lvl 1]
-[Dragon's Reflective Skin- Lvl1]
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[Bond Skills]
-[Stat Share- Lvl 1]
-[Ability Sync - Lvl 1]
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"Bond Skills?" He asked, staring at the two new skills at the bottom. He glanced through his stats one more time, and his eyes suddenly widened in shock.