War Grounds 50 Trust Is The Basic Foundation

"Great! It's an honor to work under you, Captain Al Gentrix." Jack extended his hand that was holding the marker. A sign of pa.s.sing the responsibility.

"I'll be counting on your arrows then, Jack. Same with your daggers, Harvy. Your hammer, Bertran, and your healing, Pat. Let's win our way through the Rookie Challenge, and show them what we've got!" Al shook Jack's hand as he shot a look at each of his team members.

"You'll get more than my arrows. I'll watch your back, brother." Jack McHeart grinned.

"You can ride me if you want." Harvy Giddy's tone seemed to be serious as everyone laughed at his statement. "What's wrong with that?" He seemed to be still ignorant of his unintended pun. The guy was really bad at socializing as his face remained confused.

"I'll eat their attacks for you, Big Boss! No. I'll dive the turret for you." Bertran pounded his chest like a reliable tank.

"As long as you're not lousy, you won't die under my watch." Patrick sounded like a big boss; his tone had no traces of humor. As the eldest in the group, his words meant a lot to these youngsters.

"Haha. Thank you, everyone. Well, as for me, I'm not really that strong to carry you all, but I can promise that you can lean on my shoulders when the going gets tough. We're all in this together! Ooops! It looks like I forgot to mention someone. So, what can you contribute in here, Osho?" Al could not help himself from smiling as he teased his best friend. His heart was swelling from the support he had received.

"Haha. I was thinking of joining at first, but now that you're the captain, no, thanks. I'm out of here." Osho teased back. "Kidding aside, as much as I wanted to do so, I've already committed myself to Keyboard Warriors' cause. Well, let's just say for now that you can count on our guild in future battles. We're allies." The boy bowed with his palms together at chest level.

"Nice! I can't wait for our next match! Let's go up and smash some skulls now!" Bertran excitedly claimed.

"Oh, speaking about our next match. We have a problem. Pat's already in the Bronze Rank, so we don't have a healer anymore." Jack shared. "So, I was thinking a while ago that we put in all the details of our characters. So we can have a better understanding of each other. What's your say, captain?"

's.h.i.+t.' Al has not made any contact with SARS, yet. However, if he really wanted this team to grow, he needs to be transparent. It was a hard choice, but it was necessary - trust is the basic foundation of all relations.h.i.+ps! "Of course, that's a brilliant idea, Jack. I'll write my info first. Then everyone could just follow my format."

Al took the marker from Jack and started writing on the whiteboard.

"IGN: Udil

Level: 10

Rank: Rookie II

Race: Human

Cla.s.s: Creator (Hidden)

Skills:

Race Pa.s.sive: (Jack of All Trades) - 5 attribute points per level

Cla.s.s Pa.s.sive: (Genesis) - allows me to change my skills, and reallot my attributes before each match.

Cla.s.s Active: Won't do much, as I can change them at will ( ^_^ ). So, I can be the team's healer in our next match.

Weapon Active: (Infested Blood) - allows me to change the forms of my weapon as what you witnessed yesterday; currently, the available choices are the bow, flamberge, and staff.

I have a silver-labeled weapon, and its original name is 'Formless Blood,' but I renamed it with 'Bloodborne.' As for my armor, it's nothing special; they are all common-type, the Rookie's Set that I got from the Common Loot Box at the start of the game." Al sighed a deep breath after writing. He was not sure if the thorn in his heart was removed or further impaled itself as he did not mention anything about SARS.

The room was quiet. Everyone, except for Bertran, was dumbfounded.

"Haha! My turn." Bertran excitedly s.n.a.t.c.hed the marker from Al's hand and started to scribble his own information, not wanting to lose out.

"So strong." Harvy finally made a sound in response to what Al had written.

"Carry us, captain." Jack's mouth was wide open. It would not close as he still marveled at Al's strength. The same thing could be said for Osho. Although his rank and level were higher than his best friend, he was not sure anymore if he could beat Al.

"IGN: Papa Bear

Level: 4

Rank: Rookie II

Race: Orc

Cla.s.s: Charger (Best Cla.s.s ever, change my mind!!)

Skills:

Race Pa.s.sive: (Angry Blood) - It makes me angry every time, I see an enemy. Roaaar!!!

Weapon Pa.s.sive: (Overcharge) - creates an armor of electricity that increases my magical resistance, especially against lightning elements!!!

Cla.s.s Pa.s.sive: (Spirit Breaker) - 5% chance of stunning my target, every time I attack them!!!

Cla.s.s Active:

(Steel Bones) - I can't be stunned nor slowed, and increases my health regeneration!!!

(Skull Basher) - breaks my enemies' skull and stuns them!!!

(Shotput) - don't come near me if you don't want to die!!!

Weapon Active: (Undivided Attention) - I become the G.o.d of Thunder and pierce my enemies. Burn them all!!!

Headgear Active: (Bipolar) - allows me to summon Ursun, the Bear, when my HP is down at 10%. Not tried doing this yet, but according to my brother, this animal is as strong as him. Haha! 1 vs. 1, anyone?

Yakouza, our founder, crafted my weapon, and it's called 'Obelisk's Wrath.' This was given to me by my brother, Ogni. My equipment is the same as Big Boss - Rookie's Set. Except for my headgear, which was again given to me by my brother, and also crafted by Sol. It's called 'Ursun's Fury.'" Bertran finally finished what he was writing. It was barely readable and sensible due to his terrible penmans.h.i.+p and childish descriptions.

"As expected of Ogni's little brother. You enjoy some privileges, brother," Jack commented with a bit of jealousy.

"I'm more excited in working with Ursun," Patrick added with ridicule.

After an exchange of a few teases, and taunts, the rest of the team also wrote their details. They followed what Al had started.

"IGN: Macca

Level: 6

Rank: Rookie I

Race: Goblin

Cla.s.s: Ranger

Skills:

Race Pa.s.sive: (Ballistic Arts) - Increase in success rate for weapon forging, and weapon's damage.

Cla.s.s Pa.s.sive: (Eye of the Eagle) - Allows me to zoom in up to 50 body units more than the standard view.

Cla.s.s Active:

(Three Corners) - a buff that allows me to shoot three arrows each attack for five seconds.

(Magic Arrow) - stun-and-damage skill depending on the distance.

(Power Arrow) - burst skill.

(One With the Wind) - a buff skill that increases my dodge rate by 80% for 5 seconds

Weapon and equipment are nothing special, Rookie's Bow, and Set, respectively." Jack could only feel helpless as there was really nothing special about his character.

"IGN: SwitchFoot

Level: 5

Rank: Rookie I

Race: Savage

Cla.s.s: Shadow a.s.sa.s.sin

Skills:

Race Pa.s.sive: (Nature's Gift) - allows me to transform at will, and gain extra skills when I change forms and a 5% increase in lifesteal

Cla.s.s Pa.s.sive: (Shadow Run) - increases my movement speed, once I activate 'Stealth.'

Weapon Pa.s.sive: (Shadow of Death) - all my attacks are empowered by Dark Element, with 40% chances of triggering the 'Coils of Death.' When 'Coils of Death' is triggered, the area of effect of all skills and attacks is increased twice. It can be stacked with other elements, except for Fire and Light- Oriented ones.

Cla.s.s Active:

(Stealth) - can be used in both humanoid and beast form, which allows me to be invisible, and my first attack would be a 100% critical damage.

(Cropped Mustang) - can be used in humanoid form only, a damage skill with chances of dealing a critical hit if the target's neck is. .h.i.t.

(Plugger) - can be used in humanoid form only, a mid-range attack, which allows me to throw my daggers, with chances of dealing critical damage, once target's back is. .h.i.t.

(Double-Edged Blade) - It can be used in humanoid form only, my burst skill. A must-have for every a.s.sa.s.sin, which is a single target, one-time attack only that sacrifices my health in exchange for damage. 1% HP for 2% TRUE DMG. Consumes up to a maximum of 99% of my HP.

(Horse Power) - can be used in beast form only, a buff skill that increases my chances of landing a critical hit by 20%.

My weapon is the one that we have won in the limited event, and I call it 'Black Horse.' However, it will be dropped upon my death. So, I'm gonna kill you, Pat, if you let me die on the battlefield. My armor's nothing special, Rookie's Set." Harvy quickly scribbled his details and returned to his seat.

Patrick was the last one to write. Fortunately, there was still some s.p.a.ce in the lower portion of the whiteboard as he was too small to reach the upper s.p.a.ces.

"IGN: CancerIsLife

Level: 5

Rank: Bronze V

Race: Dwarf

Cla.s.s: Priest

Skills:

Race Pa.s.sive: (Smelted Hand) - Specializes in armors. Users receive a 30% Increase in Armor Forging Skills' Success Rate and 15% Damage Reduction in both Physical and Magical Aspects. 5% increase in Movement Speed, outside battle, but is slower if in combat.

Cla.s.s Pa.s.sive: (Sacred Words) - Healing spells have a 30% chance of removing all of the target's debuffs.

Cla.s.s Active:

(Pray Over) - Restores 10% of the target's maximum HP.

(Blessed Water) - Regenerates target's life by 2% of their maximum HP per two seconds, with a ten-second duration.

(Benediction) - Removes all of the target's debuffs.

(Lasting Peace) - For ten seconds, the target will enter a non-combat status even during a fight. NOTE: Just in case you can't appreciate its effect, this allows you to use potions while in battle.

Same, I hate this. Nothing special with my weapon and armor - rookies!" Patrick religiously wrote his details and even made a personal note for one of his skills.

"Should I write too?" Osho asked.

"There's no need for that. You're a certified spy now!" Al grinned. "Thanks, everyone. As I can see, our team composition is pretty solid. Unless we face an overwhelming strength, we'll surely fare through the Rookie Challenge. Now, let's proceed with our training plans."

"Since Patrick is already at bronze, he will train with Osho in a custom room and practice his rate of survivability. I believe that I don't have to explain the rationale on this anymore, right, Pat?" Al added.

"All good." Patrick nodded in approval.
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"Then, the four of us, me, Jack, Bertran, and Harvy will do a 4-man rank mode match. After winning that round, me and Papa Bear will go for a duo, so that we'll all be in the same rank after these matches." Al a.n.a.lyzed.

To be able to come up with these plans at first glance of the data meant that he's got some excellent skills in managing his teammates.

"All set." Jack agreed.

"If you don't have any questions, let's start grinding, then." Al extended his right hand, with his palm facing downwards. It was a team ritual, and the rest of the gang immediately understood his intention. One by one, they placed their hands on top of Al's.

One in goal and spirit, everyone simultaneously pressed their hands together and raised it, with a shout.

'WisDOOM!'