Chapter 132: Cleansed (1/2)
“That should be the nest in there,” Humphrey said. They were on a wide embankment road, running through a stretch of wetlands. The largest portion of high ground had a sizeable stand of trees, in which they had been informed were the trap weavers.
Humphrey and Sophie looked at Jason, who still had bags under his bloodshot eyes. His gaze focused on the trees and Sophie noticed a shift in his posture. The confident, laconic, half-slouch became more upright, his feet ready to move. There was a sudden readiness that her own instincts recognised as a preparedness to fight.
“Use a recording crystal,” Humphrey said. “Give her something to watch later.
He nodded, taking out his carousel stand of recording crystals and picking one out before returning the carousel to his inventory. He tossed the crystal over his head as his magical cloak formed around him. He ran to the edge of the embankment and leapt off, cloak floating around him as he drifted lightly down to land on the surface of the water like it was solid ground. Moving forward, he disappeared into the trees.
Objective: eliminate [Trap Weavers] 1/14.
“That was quick,” Sophie said.
“Jason has abilities and equipment well suited to fighting trap weavers,” Humphrey said. “Most of us find them troubling at best and deadly at worst. More iron-rankers in Greenstone die to trap weavers than anything else.”
Jason held his conjured dagger in a back-handed grip. Emerging from a shadow he stabbed out to his side, pinning a spider to the tree it was gripping. The spider’s body was around the size of a human torso, spewing out gore as the knife plunged through it.
Objective: eliminate [Trap Weavers] 2/14.You have defeated [Trap Weaver].Would you like to loot [Trap Weaver]?
Jason yanked the knife free and the trap weaver splashed into the water. He walked over the surface of the water, unconcerned. Roots jutted from the water but his perception power let him easily pick them out in the darkness. A thick strand of webbing shot out and latched onto his cloak, immediately trying to pull on it. That section of cloak became incorporeal and the strand fell limp as Jason drew a throwing dart from the bandolier on his chest and flung it toward the other end of the strand. The dart had a red cord, marking it as explosive. Chunks of trap weaver belched out of the darkness with a loud bang.
Objective: eliminate [Trap Weavers] 3/14.
Jason walked over to a gobbet of flesh that had struck a tree and poked it.
You have defeated [Trap Weaver].Would you like to loot [Trap Weaver]?
One of the functions of Jason’s hood was that he could see right through it, not obstructing his vision. He could see trap weavers all around him, crawling on trees and believing themselves hidden in the dark. They were shades of grey, like Jason’s armour, which had been crafted from their leather. Their legs ended in the sharp tips that dug into bark, which made them excellent tree climbers. Those legs were also powerful and springy, allowing them to leapt between trees or onto prey.
One of the spider leapt at Jason from the left. He reached out and grabbed it out of the air, gripping it by the head. It bit into his hand as its sharp legs tried to stab his arm, but skittered off his armour.
[Trap Weaver] has inflicted [Trap Weaver Venom] on you.You have resisted [Trap Weaver Venom].[Trap Weaver Venom] does not take effect.You have gained an instance of [Resistant].
He crushed the spider’s head in his fist and dropped it into the water.
Objective: eliminate [Trap Weavers] 4/14.You have defeated [Trap Weaver].Would you like to loot [Trap Weaver]?
From multiple directions, strands shot out at him. Some ineffectually struck his cloak, others slid off his armour without achieving purchase.
Item: [Trap Weaver Battle Robe] (iron rank, epic)
A full body armour, carefully hand-crafted from the silk and leather of trap weavers. (armour, cloth/leather).
Effect: Increased resistance to damage. Highly effective against cutting and piercing damage, less effective against blunt damage.Effect: Repairs damage over time. Extensive damage may require external repair.Effect: Absorbs blood to prevent leaving a blood trail.Effect: Increases resistance to bleed and poison effects.Effect: Resistant to adhesive substances and abilities with adhesive effects.Effect: Adapts fit to the wearer, within a certain range.
Jason stood in the middle of the trap weaver encirclement. The monsters milled about, confused by their ineffectual attacks. In the shadowy copse of trees, Jason could teleport almost however he willed. He panned his gaze around, mapping out the shadows and the positions of the trap weavers. As the monsters launched a second barrage of webs, he vanished and went to work.
Humphrey and Sophie awaited Jason’s return.
Objective: eliminate [Trap Weavers] 5/14.Objective: eliminate [Trap Weavers] 6/14.Objective: eliminate [Trap Weavers] 7/14.
“He really isn’t messing about,” Sophie said.
“Everyone has their own way of fighting,” Humphrey said. “With most monsters, I have an easier time than Jason but trap weavers are a bad match for me. I’m most effective against enemies that stand their ground in open space. Complex, shadowy environments are where trap weavers nest but that’s where Jason thrives. Over time, you’ll come to find what works best for you. As you pick up more abilities and get more experience, you’ll refine your style.”
Quest: [Notice: Trap Weavers]
Objective complete: Eliminate [Trap Weavers] 14/14.Quest complete.
Sophie looked up, but no bag of coins appeared.
“No rewards if we didn’t contribute,” Humphrey said. “I can see the bag dropping on you becoming annoying.”
“Getting tired of money literally falling out of the sky is a problem I’ll be happy to have.”
They spotted rainbow smoke drifting up from the top of the trees as Jason emerged. Once he reached them he dropped his cloak, revealing a large amount of blood on his head. The monster blood had vanished into smoke, making what remained come from his own injuries.
“Are you alright?” Humphrey asked.
“No worries,” Jason said. “I healed up using my abilities.”
“Did one of them bite you on the head?” Humphrey asked.
“Uh… yep. That was it.”
“What really happened?” She asked.
“Like Humphrey said,” Jason told her. “I got bitten by a monster.”
“I hope you won’t be cutting me out of too many fights,” Sophie said. “I like getting paid. Not that it feels that way, with you storing all the money.”