3 Chapter 3 (1/2)

As Jason was taking a look at his stats, the sound of footsteps could be heard from around the corner. He quickly closed his status screen and grasped at his waist, but found nothing. Looking down in surprise, he found that he was missing his shield and sword. He remembered that he didn't have any equipment, his previous action was just a habit.

Three goblins appeared around the corner. They spotted Jason as soon as he saw them. A goblin was a frail green creature that reached up to four feet tall. They were like small children, but that's where the comparison ended. They had yellow eyes, long narrow ears, and jagged teeth.

Goblin - Level 1

Health: 50/50

Each goblin wielded a dull rusty short sword. In the past, Jason could just stand still and not take any damage, but he was no longer the same as before. If he wasn't careful, he might very well lose his life here.

Goblins were cowardly creatures, but their courage rose when surrounded by allies. Jason wouldn't give them the initiative. He dashed forward, quickly appearing before the one in front. His knee collided with its chin, knocking it into the air. It collided on the ground and entered a stunned state.

-2

Jason nearly fell over when he read the damage notification. 2? 2?! Just two hours ago, if he flicked a booger, he would be able to kill a goblin, but now an all out knee-kick dealt only 2 damage? The goblins didn't let Jason's slip in concentration go to waste. Two swords pierced through his stomach.

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-11

The pain of having his stomach stabbed caused Jason to wince. He quickly chastised himself for losing focus during battle, something which only a rookie would do. Before the goblins could pull back their swords, Jason grabbed each side of their head and knocked them against each other.

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-2

Jason's eye twitched, but he didn't slow his movements. While the goblins were dazed, he yanked the rusty short swords from their hands and took a quick look at their stats.

(Crude) Rusty Iron Short Sword

Damage: 10

Requirements: 5 Strength

Good enough. The two goblins shrieked in a foreign language when their weapons were stolen. Jason's movements were smooth as butter as he slid each sword across the goblin's necks.

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-12

Much better. Jason smirked. The two goblins recoiled as blood sprayed out of their necks. Normally such a wound would be fatal, but the tower had different rules than reality. Unless it was a skill that afflicted the bleed status, wounds wouldn't bleed. Only a little blood would spray out. That was why Jason didn't care about the two holes in his stomach. He was already used to the tower's rules. If it was a newb who just entered the tower, they would probably grow scared and lose their life during the battle.

All three goblins looked in horror at Jason. Their previous confidence was replaced by fear and a desire to run. Jason wouldn't let them. He swiped out with his sword, sweeping them off their feet. The goblins fell to the ground with a thud.