46 Meeting Holdrak For The First Time! (1/2)
Dro took a step forward; Jor took a step back, ”Wait! Wait! Wait! We were only going to bring you to the village so you could meet Holdrak! We didn't want to kill you!”
Dro took a step forward, ”I don't know any Holdrak!” he said; then thought, ”Wait isn't that one of the names that I saw amongst the names in the global announcements?”
Jor took a step back, ”Yes! Yes! But that doesn't matter! Holdrak just wants to take you into a dungeon!”
Dro took another step forward, ”Why would he want to do that?”
Jor gulped down his saliva, ”He already cleared it once and upon clearing it he found out that to receive the prestige points, the party's level can't exceed the dungeon's level by more than two. So he needs someone below <Level 5> to average out the group's level.”
”Prestige points… Up to now, I found out two uses for those points. The first one – they unlock hidden quests and the second one – starting over after dying. Who knows what other uses they have,” Dro thought and took another step forward, ”I am not the only player below <Level 5>, even you are below <Level 5>.”
Jor took a few steps back, ”He doesn't want any player, he didn't want me or Mailt or any other player that wanted to join his group. He said that he wants a player who could contribute to the party even being the lowest levelled player and who wouldn't die from a single attack from the dungeon monsters. He wants someone that won't drag him or his group down!”
Dro took another step forward, ”I understand his reasons for wanting a low-level player but I don't understand yours, why would you go around and look for players for him, what are you getting out of it?”
Jor took a step back, ”He promised that whoever found what he needed, he would invite those into his future guild and also take them on the third run of the dungeon!”
”I understand—now die and before you ask me, when you attacked me you became my enemy and all enemies must die, NPC and player alike!” A spear of blood appeared in Dro's hand and he threw it.
<Blood Spear, Critical>
<-112, Jor> <+20 Rage>
<HP: 1,108/1,220>
”Ahh!” Jor shouted out in pain and then shouted at Dro, ”I told you everything I know!”
Dro didn't say a single word to him. He took a few steps forward, stepping into the melee range and punched out with his right hand.
<Werepire's Punch, Critical>
<-172, Jor> <+18 Rage>
”Damn it!” Jor shouted out and quickly opened the menu as he wanted to send his friend – Mailt, a message but at that moment Dro's hand morphed into that of a turned Werepire's; he slashed at Jor closing his opened menu.
<Werepire's Slash>
<-203, Jor>
<HP: 733/1,220>
”Ahhh!!! Damn it!” Jor shouted out regretting his decision to drop his weapon. He tried to open the menu once more but a punch flew at his face and this time he didn't even manage to open it.
<Werepire's Punch>
<-114, Jor> <+14 Rage>
After getting hit, Jor screamed out in pain once again but this time, he didn't shout anything at Dro, he simply turned around, facing away from Dro and started running away but as he got a few yards away from Dro, a spear of blood appeared in Dro's hand. Jor got one more yard farther and Dro threw the spear at Jor's back.
<Blood Spear>