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So he needed to kill this thing with two slice attacks then.
The golem didn’t care about his internal strategizing though and went straight to work on killing him.
The monster placed its hands on the floor of the ring.
An aura of energy surrounded the monster’s arms and hands.
“Crush the punk!!” shouted the hecklers.
Whatever was about to happen, thought Max, this was the rock golem’s trait ability. The re-attachable arm wasn’t a magical attack and just a part of its physiological make-up. The incoming move was the real threatening power of the monster.
The floor began to rumble.
CRACKKK!!!
The ground cracked and rippled in straight zigzagging lines towards Max.
“The kid won’t survive this,” said one of the audience member. “The rock golem always crushes the upstarts.”
BOOM!
The rock golem’s earthquake ability had torn a massive scar of rubble into the ring.
Dirt and debris swirled around cloaking the ring momentarily.
Max coughed and got to his feet.
At the last second, he’d dove to the side to dodge the attack.
It had been a close call.
Max got to his feet.
The smoke of the arena cleared.
The audience gasped. “Unbelievable! The punk is still alive!”
Max smirked. He wouldn’t get beaten that easily.
It was time to finish the rock golem once and for all.
He stretched out his arm and triggered slice.
But nothing happened.
He pushed his arm out as far as it could go and triggered the ability once more.
But nothing happened. The mana inside him didn’t appear or transform into Sakura’s ruby-ranked slice ability.
Max didn’t understand what was happening. It was like he was trying to flick a lighter and only got sparks and no flame.
Was he out of juice? Out of mana? Had the mana potions not worked properly?
He then felt a sharp pain in his side.
He looked down and saw his leg was bleeding.
Uh oh.
He had been cut.
Which meant he had been hit by the rock golem’s earthquake ability.
Meaning he no longer had Sakura’s slice ability.
He had lost his trump card.
The fight was no longer in his favor.
40
Sakura Sato sat down at the late morning meeting for the joint-branch task force between the defense climbers and the police climbers.
The task force commander stood in front of a room of twenty or so climbers, going over the intel they had gathered over the last few weeks.
“Underground arenas have been popping up more and more,” said the task force commander. “They operate outside the jurisdiction of what is allowed in official sanctioned arenas and what’s worse they’ve been enrolling low-ranked and sometimes even student climbers...”
The whole room shuddered.
Sakura crossed her arms. These damn underground arenas. They promised young climbers power, but it was all a ruse to sell their deaths to the lowlifes who enjoyed betting on them.