Chapter 10: Turmoil 2
>[Name]: Rob
[Strength]: Wall
[Speed]: 25
[Flexibility]: 30
[Talents]: None
[Traits]: None
[Skills]: Thrust (Level 4), Rabbit Jump (Level 7)
[History]... [Strengths]... [Weaknesses]...
"Oh!"
"This Rob isn't that bad... What about those behind him?"
> [Rabbit Soldier]
Strength: Normal
Speed: 10
Flexibility: 15
[Talents]: None
[Traits]: None
[Skills]: None
"Hmmm..."
I looked at the information before me in surprise... it was completely normal.
The army leader is just a trainee, perhaps a noble or a novice warrior, while the rest of the forces are just ordinary citizens who know nothing about war. Even their strength points are clearly low, and it seems they haven't fully awakened their energy yet.
Well... I don't care about this much.
I looked at my skills and began reviewing them:
> [Strength [Purple Skill]
{When using the skill "Strength," the user's physical damage is tripled.}
> [Swift as Light] [Red Skill]
{When activating the skill, the user's speed is doubled to 200% of their original speed.}
> [Healing] [White Skill: Holy Category]
{When using the skill, the user is covered in a holy layer of golden light that heals all physical damage.}
> [Summon Skeleton] [Black Skill: Death Category]
{When activating the skill, the user summons a skeleton from the underworld.
Current Skeleton Level: 1.}
After a bit of thought, I realized these skills are perfect for prolonged battles:
Speed and attack complement each other, healing provides necessary support, and the skeleton is the reliable guardian you can depend on to guard your back.
A perfect mix of power, support, and teamwork... exactly what I had been hoping for.
I took a quick look around to make sure there were no other gates about to open. I found nothing, and this motivated me to move forward towards my first battle... without worry of any interference.
Only a few minutes remained until the gate shattered, so I headed towards the rubble searching for a weapon. I found an iron rod with a sharp tip and a length of about a meter. I wasn't satisfied with just that; I might need a backup weapon.
After a little while, I found a small kitchen knife... it was perfect as support.
I carried my weapons and advanced towards the gate, stopping a short distance away, staring at the small army before me.
I only faced Rob's gaze full of arrogance and contempt. I couldn't help but smile sarcastically, then sat on a pile of rubble waiting for the moment they emerged.
...
After about four minutes, cracks began to spread across the surface of the gate, and the sound of breaking echoed in my ears like war drums.
My temperature rose, and blood began to boil in my veins... I felt I was about to face the most important moment of my life.
I rose from my spot, gripped the iron rod, and took a ready stance.
*Crack!*
The surface of the gate gradually fragmented, and Rob's gaze suddenly changed to features full of madness.
I saw in his eyes a clear thirst for blood and killing, and I swallowed my saliva with difficulty, but I didn't retreat; instead, I clung to my confidence in my new strength.
*Crack!*
*Crash!*
The face of the gate completely collapsed, and the entrance became open.
Rob advanced first, as if a messenger coming to deliver a message, or a general preparing to give a speech...
But I wasn't the type to wait for speeches. I raised the iron rod, planted my feet, and shouted:
"[Swift as Light]!"
I disappeared from his field of vision in an instant, focusing all my power on speed only, to reach him before he realized what was happening. I knew rabbit reactions were very fast, perhaps rivaling cats, but they could be countered if I exploited the element of surprise.
I moved with a speed that made my image blurry and veered towards the right side of the gate, where Rob was glancing disdainfully at my previous spot, unaware that I was now just a step away from him.
Upon arriving, I channeled all my power into my hand gripping the rod and shouted:
"Strength!"
The rod lunged towards his head, and I saw in his eyes for the first time a hint of fear.
But Rob didn't give up; he quickly drew his sword, trying to block the attack. However, I grabbed his sword with my left hand and pulled it forcefully from his grip, then completed the thrust without hesitation.
*Schlik!*
The rod pierced Rob's head and exited from the other side...