45 Measure (1/2)
”WHAT IS THAT?!”
”STOP WHINING MICHAEL! ITS A DUCK!”
”BUT IT HAS TALONS!”
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Jingwei, the so called 'duck' Jenkins had caught, was now currently sitting before them.
It was almost identical to any duckling. That is, if you ignored some minor details.
The most noticeable one would be the feathers he was born with, no, scales rather. They were coated in a weak yellow/white color, looking like a mixture between that found on a normal duckling and a swan
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Then came the eyes. They were white, but with a black pupil in the middle, followed by two dark circles rounding them out.
The next would be the muscular legs. Each one with it's own eagle talon on the bottom. The plated skin on the legs was pure orange, while the sharp razors on it's feet were blue. Mabye the color change symbolized that the nails held toxic properties?
Anyways, each of his claws were proven to be incredibly dense. For whenever the duck tried waddling around, the noise generated from the feet hitting the wooden desk was similar to that of nail being hammered into a cast.
Jenkins tried picking the duck up, but was instantly shocked by how heavy it actually was. The feeling was described as 'holding onto a jagged rock'.
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When the bird saw the figure of Michael, it began to calm down. Silently starring at him while softly quacking.
Seeing duckling like this, he went to try and hold it. Scooping the small bird gently between his palms.
There was no resistance, and Jingwei soon found himself laying not too far from the boy's face.
”What the hell kind of bird is this, Jenkins?”
The elf pridefuly assesed the small hatchling while smiling. Not even bothered by the slight dissatisfaction in Michael's voice.
”This is an emperor amongst ducks, Michael! You do well to remember what I, Lord Bellioll, has done for you!”
Michael looked at the little bird, and made a swift judgement for what to do next.
”Can you try and max his level?”
Hearing what he said caused the elf to smile so madly that his glasses fell to the floor. However, this did not bother him in the least.
”YES!!!!! PLEASE LET ME!”
He wipped out the purple dungeon core and aimed it at Jingwei.
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[Familiar status]
[Level: 25/25] max (evolve)Y/N?
[Name: Jingwei][Race: Duck/???]
[Titles: Familiar of Michael/Hybrid(new)]
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Michael placed the duckling down and willed the evolution to begin.
Jingwei was suddenly surrounded by a bright yellow glow which died down not too soon after it started. Once more showing his figure.
The duck was still the same appearance wise, but had grown from the size of an Apple to that of a small cabbage.
Michael turned towards Jenkins with a serioues look, letting a exited glint flash past his gold eyes as he spoke.
”You and Nemesis go shopping. I have to assess this thing's combat prowess. Let us meet up here again tonight.”
Before anyone could refute, Michael picked the small duckling up and exited the room. Leaving the two behind.
They both looked at the door and then to each other. A short silence was followed by their emotionless, yet hostile interaction.
”So, goblin woman....”
”Yes, sir Jenkins?”
”Wanna go gambling?”
”I...Don't have any knowledge about that subject.... Please tell me more.”
”Great. Follow me then, I'll explain on the way.”
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Michael was now wandering in the vast forrest landscape. He had travelled here with the help of his 'Strider's step' ability after exiting the town built near the academy.
In his hands laid a scaley yellow bird. Peacefully enjoying the air current brushing against it's feather shaped bone armour. Whenever Michael jumped through the air, the bird would sometimes start to stretch out it's wings, trying to get a better feel of the passing sky.
'System, show me Jingwei's abilities.'
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[Familiar ability display]
[Name: Jingwei][Race: Duck/???]
[Bloodline:???]
[Active Abilities: Bone crushing bite(lvl1)Rage(lvl1) Tackle(lvl1) Poison gasher (lvl1)]
[Passive Abilities: Corrosive spit(lvl1) Feather armour(lvl2) Kinetic dispersion(lvl3) super regeneration(lvl1)]
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Michael stopped where he stood. Fully taking in both the incredible power the duck had, and the details of this old forrest.
'I can hear some running water not to far away, mabye finding something weak for it to go against would be best.'
Michael threw himself once more over the sea of pine trees, and then elegantly slammed down into the wet dirt. Landing only a small distance away from something looking like a pond.