801 Summoning the grea (1/2)

”Have you seen this guy before?” Bonny asked.

”No, I don't think we have any details of anyone looking like that or using a weapon that looks similar. How did he get here? Was it to do with Quinn's ability?” Void replied.

Many of the others were wondering the same thing, but there was a lot that they didn't know about the shadow. It was a mysterious ability that they had seen lock people, transport them, move them, as well as block attacks, so something like this could have been quite possible.

”Arthur, what is he doing here!” Fex said, still shocked by the whole thing. ”How, how did Quinn even manage to bring him over? Is this what he was doing the whole time?'

When Quinn realized that the system hadn't even given him any type of quest, even one to survive, he was starting to lose hope. Seeing Hilston's equipment tier and displays of abilities just showed what he could do.

Desperate to get out of this situation in any way possible, Quinn could only think of one person that might have stood a chance against Hilston. Arthur, the question was how Quinn would summon him and get him to help fight.

Arthur didn't know Quinn that well. He had protected him against the other vampire leaders at the time, but it seemed like that was out of misunderstanding more than anything. Arthur didn't really have a reason to help Quinn other than the fact that the two of them shared the same ability.

Still, what else could Quinn do? So, he tried to activate his shadow skill once more. Suppose Arthur was using his shadow ability, or any other shadow users out there were using a shadow ability. In that case, Quinn should have been able to tell where they were from the skill, Shadow link.

What came as a surprise was that he had found a connection when using the skill this time, and it was none other than Arthur himself.

Unknown to Quinn, Arthur used his shadow abilities to set up a shadow clone in the Shelter. If the shadow clone were active, it would also count as Arthur using his ability. Arthur did this so he could use the shadow link ability and travel to his shadow at any point and time, regardless of where he was.

The skill acted like some type of shadow portal. When the link was made with Arthur, he could feel that someone had connected with him with the same ability. Knowing that there was only one other person, Arthur could only assume it was Quinn.

Each person who did a link and connected would feel slightly different. Arthur could remember using the link the first time on Quinn and could remember what it felt like.

Quinn did have the choice if he wanted to, to go over to where Arthur was, escape from Hilston and the other Blades, but then what about the rest? Once travelling to Arthur, there would be no way for him to return, and unlike other skills, shadow link was something only Quinn could use himself.

Not being able to communicate through the link itself, Quinn kept the active link on, and the longer it was kept on, the more Arthur started to become curious.

'Is he trying to call me over?' Arthur thought at the time.

If that was the case, then there were a few possibilities. Either Quinn was in trouble; he had found the first king or possibly another shadow user or something that needed Arthur's aid.

At this point and time, Arthur was not too busy. If his shadow clone was up, he could always come back, so he thought there was no harm in him coming over through the shadow, and it looked like he had been thrown into the middle of a battle.

”I was kind of hoping I wasn't going to be thrown into the middle of the battlefield.” Said Arthur glancing at Quinn, who was behind him.

”I'm sorry, Arthur, this person, he's too strong, I don't even know if you can beat him,” Quinn mumbled at the end.

”Hey what the hell!” Arthur complained. ”You bring me here, and then you say you don't even know if I can beat him, so you are basically trying to get me killed.”

He took a deep sigh and looked at those in front of him, there was no way for Arthur to gauge their strength off a simple look, and he had not done such a thing in a long time. He couldn't even remember when there was a need to know how strong his opponent was.

”Well, while I'm here, I guess I can help you, that's what we Punishers are meant to do after all.” Arthur said as he looked at Hilston in his armour.

”Useless flies keep on popping up out of nowhere.” Hilston said. ”You seem to think because there are more of you, you have some type of chance of winning.”

The whole time Arthur stood opposite him, he had his arms folded; his sword was still on his back. It was clear Arthur was not taking this too seriously.

”Arthur, this person is strong.” Quinn said, heading another warning.

”Strong, well, you're pretty strong yourself. So if you called me, he has to be strong,” Arthur replied.