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The fight was definitely going in their favour. Despite the damage that others had taken, with Xenon especially reaching dangerous levels of HP, they had defeated one of the Orclings before it even managed to attack once, a miraculous situation that most likely saved the life of their bladed assassin. The attacks from the Mimic as well, weren't as troublesome as he had expected. The first blow cut deep, cleaving into his left shoulder, but as the Mimic drew out the sword for another unorthodox strike, Tian-Gui struck the side of the sword, sending it flying out of the air. Was he becoming used to the pain? Or was this level 24 box weaker than he thought?
No. A chest's specialty wasn't sword combat, after all.
It was in containing things.
In an instant, even as Shouko's arrow struck the dark interior, the chest leapt upwards. A dozen tendrils reached out and dragged Alex's Flame Elemental into its abyssal interior, before it all clacked shut. It shuddered. It smouldered. It cracked.
It digested.
And when its mouth burst open once more in a shower of sparks, levelling up from the consumption of the Flame Elemental, Tian-Gui let out a deep, rumbling breath. It was going to play that game? Then so was he.
"PHYSICALITY RISE!"
Life energy flowed from his soul into his veins, as beads of golden light emerged in the air around him. His body was strengthening once more, attaining a physical bonus much higher than what a level up or two would give him.
Tian-Gui clapped his hands together, the Salamander Gloves sparking upon impact.
"Come."
No. A chest's specialty wasn't sword combat, after all.
It was in containing things.
In an instant, even as Shouko's arrow struck the dark interior, the chest leapt upwards. A dozen tendrils reached out and dragged Alex's Flame Elemental into its abyssal interior, before it all clacked shut. It shuddered. It smouldered. It cracked.
It digested.
And when its mouth burst open once more in a shower of sparks, levelling up from the consumption of the Flame Elemental, Tian-Gui let out a deep, rumbling breath. It was going to play that game? Then so was he.
"PHYSICALITY RISE!"
Life energy flowed from his soul into his veins, as beads of golden light emerged in the air around him. His body was strengthening once more, attaining a physical bonus much higher than what a level up or two would give him.
Tian-Gui clapped his hands together, the Salamander Gloves sparking upon impact.
"Come."