When they arrived after a brief stop in the markets as the other group that was overrepresented here was the merchant population Divveltian led them towards a small squat walled off area in the Eastern side of Tomkat
He then exchanged a quiet word and a coin with an old woman who smiled took the money and beckoned them into her home They were led up to the attic which allowed them to clamber out a window and onto a rather cozy and comfortable roof area And there they began to wait Divveltian assuming his typical sitting position the male spear attendant seemingly oblivious of their change of venue immediately resuming his training
Helen blinked and stared from one to the other Were they really just going to just sit here
For the first time since she had become a spear attendant she made no attempt to control it as her face twisted into a scowl She marched up to the Divveltian and said What the fuck are we doing
Waiting He answered not even opening up his eyes
Helen crossed her arms She began to tap her foot Her teeth were grinding in a very audible way as she struggled to control her temper Divveltian just sat there Minutes ticked past
Why Helen managed to say sliding the word out between her grinding teeth
To break Shal and the boy out of Tomkat’s prison Still his eyes remained closed and he raised his hand and began to move his finger like the conductor in an orchestra barely paying attention to her
But at that answer her eyebrows shot upwards
To to break them out of the prison Helen sputtered her mind reeling Even the male spear attendant seemed to know what that meant and his training slowed and then stopped They both gaped at the sitting man
He of course continued to move his finger and the air around him was filled with a strange music and the ghostly images of flowing spears Although he appeared to be doing some sort of training this was one of the moments were Helen couldn’t control her mouth And didn’t really want to
Breaking them out of prison Are you fucking defective That’s a direct challenge to the First Spear’s honor He will personally come to deal with the neanderthals that attempted such a thing He is almost a Pontiff He will fuck us to bits
The images fell away and Divveltian slowly opened his eyes Strangely when Helen looked into the old man’s eyes the image of floating spears was even more powerful there so vicious that she stumbled backward her instincts warning her of something terrible impending in her future Divveltian just chuckled and closed his eyes again
There is a large difference between a powerful Adept and a Pontiff As long as it is the former we should be able to manage it But of course if you feel fear hide Otherwise sharpen yourselves At this level you simply need to stall small fries until we get them out The actual heavy lifting will be done by them We are just the getaway team
The male spear attendant nodded seriously to Divveltian’s words and then began to work on his created move Helen sat back on her heels feeling like she should be furious about the idiocy they displayed but
A very deep animalistic part of her the part that was the source of her anger and vitriolic words was shivering with pleasure Although it was incredibly dangerous this was exactly the sort of disobedient and domineering thing that her inner part wanted But Helen had survived thus far through caution and through a careful monitoring and regulating of that part of herself
This was not a cautious move But maybe that was why the Ghosthound had an irresistible draw on her Because he was a man who stepped forward against impossible odds spitting in the face of fate He risked his life and seemed to revel in it This prison break was just another typical day for him
And she wanted that life It was something that she could not resist
So in spite of herself she began to train working on her three flowing moves that had given her so much success in the past Even now she could still feel small wisps of that strange energy clinging to her helping her improve at a pace that would have been impossible in the past It came in spurts and epiphanies and it too was a gift from the Ghosthound
Acidically whispering the ways she would kill all of them for putting her through this Helen smiled and prepared
Claptrap looked with a horrified expression out across the boat
It had been an excellent week The Crashing Wave Style was very pleased with the improved quality of the armors But of course Claptrap only had so many and he knew that the Ghosthound was leaving soon
But he had hoped to get another batch finished The profits seemed to dance before their eyes
However when Claptrap went to visit he found that the Ghosthound was gone And his old man protector And his master And his two spear attendants
But of course the boat wasn’t empty As with any boat without a Tassle it seemed Mr Izzat had annexed it opening another branch shop at this location
Chapter 162
His idea was a simple one and both Shal and Marco were intrigued by the prospect And because they really didn’t have any other choice they decided to run with it to use the descent of the Judgement as a distraction to escape
Marco seemed to want to ask a lot of questions about what a Judgement was but some very direct looks from Shal silenced him before he could even open his mouth Randidly admitted he wasn’t entirely sure how powerful it would be but it would surely be some sort of distraction
So while Shal upped the intensity of the training with Randidly Marco left heading into the Western area to see if he could find any fish who would bite at the possibility of an escape plan They didn’t have much hope but with the number of guards they needed to force their way through it would be better with more powerful individuals on their side And as some of the people in the Western area were approaching the Adept level it was well worth their time to recruit
But months dragged on and although Randidly had received many more Skill Levels increasing and spending his PP there was no change in the Heretic Path Randidly held out hope that it would tick forward when he finished the Grace I path it did not although he received an interesting move for his completion bonus for the path
Congratulations You have completed the Grace I Path Your steps are light and even and although the path is slowly falling away around you you maintain your pace You have your goals and although the trials may be difficult you will not halt Willpower +5 Stamina per level +2 You have gained the skill Body Control Freeze Lvl 1
Body Control Freeze Stop your current movement becoming completely still Time it takes to completion decreases with skill level Stamina consumption decrease with skill level Small health penalties may apply that decrease with skill level
The move sounded interesting and after he finished it he was able to experiment a little with it during fights The first time he used it even Marco was slightly taken aback and Randidly was able to actually land an attack on him He was swiftly defeated however and each subsequent use was less and less effective
But still it proved the viability of it as a move in high level fights
After that Randidly poured his PP into Fighting Proficiency II 0/100 which he unlocked by getting Fighting Proficiency up to Lvl 80 The constant battles were certainly dealing dividends in a lot of ways He slowly pushed his way into the Northeast region where there were a huge amount of spear users at his level who used very different fighting styles Some of them were even members of respected Styles of the Spearman School and Shal encouraged (basically forced) Randidly to challenge them all testing his limits
The real problem was that there didn’t seem to be any change in the Heretic Path But after thinking about it it did indeed make sense Usually the Heretic didn’t really notice his quantitative increases It was qualitative that was the issue That last time what brought down the Judgement was not the PP but the evolution of his Soul Skill and the creation of his unique skill