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135 - Ironclad Truth

Seeking more substantial objects of interest, Zefaris came upon a pair of items on a particularly new-looking shelf. One was sort of gun-shaped, but was not a gun - it was a chunk of antler, starting at the bulb that had connected it to its ownerâ...

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134 - The Markets

Still possessed of a slightly unbelieving countenance, the alchemist nevertheless decided to trust her honesty and walked off, stating as he left, “Swear to the Sage, this better not be a prank.”

After Makhus walked off Zef grabbed Zelâ€...

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133 - Uni

Walking towards the courtyard gate, Zef showed a few photographs - surprisingly, they were all legible. Pointing out a particular photo capturing rapid motion, where Zelsys was mid-dodge whilst the golem’s descending fist neared the ground, Zef ...

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132 - Monumentality

He had, in fact, left halfway through their conversation, using the Soul-seed ritual to disguise the creation of an illusory double whilst he hitched a ride on one of the innumerable ley lines that the mansion was built on a crossroads of. They we...

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131 - The Bickering Immortals

“Why don’t you take a look for yourself?” offered up the White-robed Brother, handing over the scrying mirror. The Dark-robed Brother took up the offer gladly, only to recoil at what he saw, gripped by grim laughter.

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130 - Enigmatic Gale

It took a concerted effort to put holes in his heart, and yet more to bring it to a halt, forcing her to burn a lungful’s Fulgur and surge it through her hand just to cease its beating.

With a gurgling, coughing inhalation, as bubbles of b...

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129 - Dutybound

Despite its prodigal, bone-shaking volume, the music was drowned out by the noise that followed.

A singular, all-consuming THOOM, accompanied by blinding light. Zef was among the few to see what transpired, and even that onl...

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128 - Flying Thundersaw

A/N: Need a day to do story cleanup, so no chapter tomorrow. I expected I'd need to do this when the caravan came, considering how much shit is going on simultaneously.

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127 - Formless Butchery

If it didn’t work, if this effort ended with her merely wasting the contents of her Essentia Gut on a fruitless endeavor… Then she would figure out something else. Exhaustion was still far out of reach.

The Horse-man had vanished from si...

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126 - We Fight the Night

Five seconds.

That was how long the statue remained silent and motionless after she stopped talking, staring at her. Then, once more, it spoke.

“To teach plainly, to avoid such muddling of the arts hath ever been amongst the founderâ...

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125 - Face the Music

Zel could’ve sworn she saw the inklings of a fog vortex in there. The woman had a manic energy about her, like some battle-hungry pit fighter waiting to be set loose, just… Instead of a pit, a stage. Going by that sword on her hip and the way ...

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124 - Lottery/Nobles as Stage Musicians

She would spin the drum a bit and pull out a lot, the merchant called out a plot number, and she then called out whatever was written on the lot - be it the name of a business or an individual.

The whole affair took less than half an hour, a...

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123 - Teeth of the War-Dog; First Arm of the Fierce Deity

The Charred Judge emerged from the field closely in tow, taking care to flip up the hood of her cloak. Even if they walked quickly and forcefully, their cloaks obscured them enough to make them look like able travelers in a hurry - doubtlessly a t...

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122 - Cry For Retribution

A/N: Woke up sneezing uncontrollably, continued throughout the day. Productivity at 0. No chapter tomorrow. Sorry.

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The remainder of the box - and its ma...

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121 - Smoking in the Rain

The bitterness of his voice betrayed an ulterior message. Behind his eyes wasn’t the fire of anger, they shone with cold melancholy, his snarling face stiff and locked-up. Alcerys wasn’t sure how she knew - whether by the Eye’s power or her ...

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120 - Dog of War

With a smile, the merchant leaned against the wall and let his mouth run with the unending glibness of a good salesman, spinning a volcanic pistol by its lever all along: “Oh, but I never made such claims! In fact, I would argue that First-model...

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119 - Merchant of Menace

Under the cover of near-darkness they continued to travel, reaching the counterintuitively named rallying point Delta a short while after sunrise. They were met with a well-established campsite concealed behind three different layers of perception...

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118 - Strake Departing

“I must apologize for approaching you like this, but there appears to be a small issue, you understand. There simply was not sufficient time to assign plots to all candidates who had won the lottery for operation in this area, and we have no cho...

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117 - Exotic Influx

A/N: Due to family matters I have no choice but to take this weekend off. Yes I'm mad about it.

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“The Fourteen Reborn would be powered by a to-be-insta...

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116 - The Caravan Arrives

All around the northern city gate, be it within or without the walls, upon the streets, in the road, in the ditches and the cleared-out fields, roiling crowds of people had gathered. They were kept within a certain distance of the walls by a long ...

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115 - Decision/Distortion

Beneath the dress’s subtle white straps, opulent, lacy black ones told plainly that Zef was still wearing that same lingerie, much to Zel’s amusement. She wondered if it would show through in the sunlight.

“What’s in these?” Zef as...

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114 - Honest Ping's

Two left in line.

An Ikesian woman in an archaic dress and a Grekurian man balancing on stilt-like metal feet, attached at the knees. He wore nothing of note, save a pair of old military boots.

Old and young.

The former exuded mo...

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113 - Metamorphosis Continued/Morning of the Serpent's Day

It was then that she thought to just get back in bed and realized something. Her side of the bed was not one that would be directly illuminated by the moon. Next, she realized that Zef was nowhere to be seen, and that in fact, the room around her ...

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112 - Entanglement Continued/Metamophosis

A/N: Still NSFW. 

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The moment she looked upwards - or rather, backwards - and saw Zef staring back at her, Zel took another deep breath and without ...

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111 - Entanglement

A/N: NSFW chapter, but also super saccharine

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The hallway just went on and on. Somehow, despite the ever present haze of steam, the walls were dry. Neith...

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110 - Caught You

A/N: Might need to take a day off to unscrew my sleep pattern. Less to do with me feeling like I can't get the writing done to keep up, and more that I uh... Kinda just slept for way way way too long and it snapped my time management for the day i...

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109 - Sparks and Ball Lightning

She continued to use the dumbbells, but moved onto exercises other than lifting - squats, bent-over rows, crunches, push ups with alternating lifts between each rep, and a few exercises that she couldn’t quite remember specific names for.

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108 - Shameless Infatuation

“Mafia?”

“I’m not surprised you didn’t know, it was long ago,” the old man nodded sagely. “Many current-day Heroic Families and cultivation sects were founded by outlaws during the feudal era when most lethal weapons and forms ...

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107 - Rising Heat

Zel continued to make full use of the pavilion, moving from dummy to dummy and quickly developing a cycle of training punches, kicks, bladework, and testing what she could do with the Essentia Crucible. She couldn’t quite get la...

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106 - Training Grounds

Every conceivable sort of target or dummy, multiple smaller buildings near the main one’s entryway up against the walls, even… Hold on, were those fountains on the walls of the main edifice that fed into aqueducts that themselves ran into irri...

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