《TWIG - The System Can't Save Me, But It Can't Stop Me Either [a gamelit-portal-fantasy-poem by eric river]》Chapter 062 - Even those who can’t fight fate can make a lot of noise
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CHAPTER SIXTY TWO
Even those who can’t fight fate can make a lot of noise
~
~ Name: Boulder ~
Title: Hero
Class: Tank [lv210]
HP
[278]
MANA
[63]
ATK
[204⇨ 206]
INT
[23]
DEF
[434]
SPD
[86]
Keep up the good work, you’ve dealt with more than your fair share
For a tank, you sure to move around without a care
Would you like a class change from Tank to Bull or something?
It’s a laugh the way you charge at almost everything
Boulder roared as he tore through monster after monster
Looking only for the best, the bigger the better
“Crystal, can you believe all these things are really here?!
Normally we only get monsters like this once a year!”
~ Name: Unnamed ~
Title: Portal Monster
Class: Blood Rhino [cursed[ [lv136]
HP
[154]
MANA
[54]
ATK
[298]
INT
[17]
DEF
[354]
SPD
[87]
These brutal monsters are built to withstand heavy attacks
Their horns are as sturdy as the armour on their backs
Named for all the bloodstains their horns pick up through the years
Many are so tough that they can live a thousand years
The massive monster charged at Boulder who was charging back
But when its horn met Boulder’s chest, it was the horn to crack
He didn’t let the beast rebound though, what he did instead
Was reach out with his burly arms and grab it by its head
He spun around and the Blood Rhino lifted off the ground
And then he tossed it at a tree with a terrible sound
He wiped his hands smiled at Crystal who was by his side
But as usual, she didn’t look too satisfied
“I wish you wouldn’t run off on your own like that, you know
The last time you got lost in the woods wasn’t long ago”
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She sighed as she used her mana to summon several stones
And flung them at Woodland Orc, smashing most of its bones
~ Name: Unnamed ~
Title: Portal Monster
Class: Woodland Orc [lv87]
HP
[103]
MANA
[139]
ATK
[153]
INT
[28]
DEF
[128]
SPD
[85]
An orc that seems to have evolved in a magical place
It’s wise in the ways of old magic, despite its daft face
Beware the spells it casts to bend the forest to its will
Not unlike a druid, it can use plant life to kill
The Woodland Orc fell to its knees but in desperation
It flung several large thorny vines in Crystal’s direction
It was disappointed though as every vine it threw
Did less damage to its target than the wind that blew
~ Name: Crystal ~
Title: Stone Wall
Class: Tank [lv103⇨ 104]
HP
[145⇨ 147]
MANA
[102⇨ 103]
ATK
[263⇨ 269]
INT
[72⇨ 73]
DEF
[376⇨ 381]
SPD
[82⇨ 83]
It’s been a long time since this tank avoided an attack
Most attacks bounce of her like water off a duck’s back
If she put more effort into being heroic
She’d have reached her current status levels twice as quick
They, along with several friends, defended their small town
Putting any portal monster to approach it down
Farther out, Delilah’s battle cries were echoing
After every shout, a monster’s roar soon following
~ Name: Delilah ~
Title: Sword Master
Class: Rogue Knight [lv104⇨ 105]
HP
[183⇨ 184]
MANA
[86⇨ 88]
ATK
[242⇨ 244]
INT
[88⇨ 89]
DEF
[133⇨ 136]
SPD
[261⇨ 263]
You’re doing well, but don’t be reckless, you have much to do
More than enough monsters are now being drawn to you
Swing your sword with care or it will dull or maybe crack
Put more faith in all the many allies at your back
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Delilah’s deity demanded in futility
To make sure that she fight a little less dangerously
But she was undistracted by that status screen of hers
But she had little time to dwell on advice or dangers
She swung a sword clad in the mana dripping with her rage
Tearing through whatever foolish monsters dared engage
Log chased after her as she went looking for a fight
More like a Berserker than a former royal knight
But he was unconcerned by his wife’s current state of mind
In fact, his face showed no concerns of any shape of kind
He smiled while intersecting half the monsters that attacked
Defending his wife while fearsome Rogue Knight slashed and hacked
~ Name: Log ~
Title: Hero
Class: Tank [lv210⇨ 212]
HP
[278⇨ 282]
MANA
[63⇨ 64]
ATK
[204⇨ 208]
INT
[23]
DEF
[434⇨ 440]
SPD
[86⇨ 88]
It’s nice to see you doing what your Tank lets you do best
Some other gods’ mortals have put their patience to the test
Keep up the good work, this sure does bring back memories
I hope this battle brings you a few worth enemies
“You know, I’ve always wondered why that one stat is so low
You’re generous with others, but that one goes up so slow”
Log punched a hole through a Horn Bear while he thought aloud
Happy to see that the Bear was just one of a crowd
Achievement: Thinking
I’m surprised you asked that, it’s my way of helping you
As you know, stats only bolster things that you can do
Even if I raised your Intelligence stat today
Your base intelligence level’s too low anyway
“Hey, Delilah, my guardian just said I’m not smart!
Can you believe I have a god with such a cold heart?!”
He shouted over all the noise of monsters he had crushed
But when he heard his wife’s reply he fell quiet and blushed
“Your god is being gentle, you’re an idiot, it’s true
But your thick head is one of the things I love about you!”
She smiled at Log over her shoulder while she wiped her blade
She hadn’t expected the mess that the Cursed Slime had made
“Well, just let me know if you need a rest soon, okay?
We can tag out with the reserve tanks for half a day”
Log approached his wife, killing a Gremlin as he went
And they found themselves relaxing for such a moment
“Every monster that we kill is one less he might meet
There’s not a single monster here that little Twig could beat
We fight until these woods are free of every single threat
Neither of pair of us has gotten started yes”
And so Delilah and her husband continued to fight
Along with the who village well into that first night
Their daughters all assisted searching out weaker foes
And everyone who fought was glad their levels quickly rose
Never had the gods been half as generous as then
Every time they leveled up, the leveled up again
Although the gods seemed unaware of what was going on
They were anxious there might never come another dawn
~
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