18 Chapter 17: Rendezvous at the Gate (1/2)
”So, what now?” Luca asked, looking towards his new teammates for guidance. The last thing Luca wanted to do was a repeat of the march through town to reach the gateways that lead to the other dungeon floors. Yesterday's memory of the hostile elves pelting him and the group with rocks was fresh in his mind. He didn't want a repeat.
Tatiana looked at Luca without saying anything before she turned and looked at 2Face. With a slight nod of her head, 2Face stood up and reached into the pocket of his uniform and pulled out a heavy-looking, though basic steel maul. Cradling the weapon gently, almost reverently, 2Face walked over to Luca and handed it to the newest member of their party.
Holding the maul in his hand, Luca could only look with shock on his face wondering how the impossible had happened. He really just pulled this massive thing out of his pocket. Where did he even keep it? Luca examined the maul, wondering what the trick behind the magic was.
Seeing the look of shock on his face, the entire team starting to laugh at Luca's expense. The healer known as Mother took a little pity on Luca, turning to him when the laughing stopped in explanation. ”It's part of the magic of this place. Every pocket is a spacial pocket. Any pocket you have basically connects to as far as we can tell, an infinitely large personal inventory. All you have to do is think about what you want and reach in and grab it. The magic does the rest. Its one of the few things I like about this place.”
”That makes sense to me, but what am I supposed to do with this?” Asked Luca, holding the heavy maul with both his hands. He was surprised that even though it felt like solid steel, it was noticeably lighter then he had expected, carrying it would be easy.
”You swing it obviously. What else would you do with it? It's close enough to a bat or a club that you should be able to use it without hurting any of us seriously until we get a chance to train you up. This breaks our stand operating procedures, but its not my call.” Replied Mother to Luca as 2Face and Steel looked at each other, sharing a knowing smirk at the rookie's expense.
”That's enough, you guys. Leave the noobie alone.” Interrupted Tatiana, slamming her hands down on the table. ”Listen, Luca, can you swing that? If you can, show me.”
Luca grabbed the maul with his hands, holding it like they had heavily hinted, holding it like a baseball bat. His dominant right hand positioned about a quarter of the way up the handle and his off-hand just above the base. Luca easily hefted it through the air, swinging it in a forward motion, sliding his dominant hand downwards to further propel the force. Too late, he realized he couldn't stop it and smashed the maul into the floor.
The maul's head hit the floor with a loud noise. Breaking through the wooden planks that held it together, leaving a small jagged hole of splintered wood on the floor and a small crater underneath that. Every single person in the room turned to look at him with varying degrees of annoyance, irritation, and malicious joy. 2Face began to do another slow clap, a mocking grin on his face as one by one every single other person in the room joined in. Embarrassed by the attention, Luca didn't know how to respond, his fair skin turning a bright shade of red in embarrassment.
”Jesus, kid, you sure love making trouble.” Said Tatiana shaking her head in disbelief as she examined the hole. as she turned to the crowd and motioned for them to settle down. ”Just what exactly is your strength at anyways? That was almost impressive.”
Luca hesitated, wanting to check to make sure before answering. ”Status,” He said as the prompt flashed before his eyes.
Name
Luca Fernandez
Race
Nephilim
Aliases
None
Class
Angel
of Death
Passives
None
Abilities
Summon Nightmare (1-1000)
Level
Current Unassigned Stat Points
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1 of 999
Current Experience
0 of 35