winced in pain, ray turned to see the source of his discomfort. There nestled among the debris, was a small creature that resembled a frog, albeit with some unsettling differences. It was no ordinary frog; its bulging eyes held an unnatural glow, and its skin seemed to shimmer with an eerie hue.
Ray quickly activated his "Eye of Appraisal" skill, focusing his newfound ability on the creature. The information materialized in his mind, revealing its name:
Lesser Frog Lv 2
It was a startling revelation – there were more than just skeletal creatures lurking in the University.
Before Ray could react, Selene, ever watchful and quick-thinking, had already assessed the situation. She recognized the danger and unleashed her recently acquired skill, "Fireball." A sphere of flame, half a meter in diameter, erupted from her outstretched hand and hurtled toward the lesser frog.
The fiery projectile struck its target with deadly accuracy, engulfing the creature in flames. But the force of the fireball's impact also affected the skeleton standing beside the unfortunate frog, reducing it to a pile of charred bones.
As the flames subsided and the threat was neutralized, They knew they couldn't afford to lower their guard.
Ray's attention was then drawn to a different kind of disturbance. From a nearby room, the echoes of a scream reached his ears. Instinctively, he peered inside and saw four figures huddled together. Two men and two women, all looking just as bewildered and terrified as Ray and Selene .
His heart skipped a beat when he recognized one of the men among them. It was Mr. Ron, their English teacher. The familiarity of a face from their previous life in the University brought a mixture of relief and concern.
"Mr. Ron!" Ray called out, rushing into the room with Selene close behind.
The English teacher turned to face them, his eyes widening in disbelief and relief. "Ray? Selene? Is that really you?"
Ray nodded, his voice filled with urgency. "Yes, it's us. Are you okay? What's going on here?"
Mr. Ron's graying hair, which was usually well-groomed, had fallen into slight disarray. His salt-and-pepper hair framed a face that displayed a mix of determination and uncertainty. His eyes, a calm shade of hazel ,Mr. Ron's expression darkened as he glanced around the room. "I wish I had answers, but I'm as clueless as you are. One moment, I was in the middle of a lecture, and the next...this."
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The other students huddled with Mr. Ron looked equally bewildered. They had been plucked from their normal lives and thrust into this bizarre and perilous reality.
"We need to stick together," Ray said, his determination unwavering. "We have some skills that might help us survive, but we still don't know what we're up against."
Mr. Ron and the other students nodded in agreement. The familiarity of their English teacher provided a glimmer of hope and reassurance amidst the chaos.
Ray knew that they were all in this together, Ray's mind raced as he remembered something important.
"Selene," he said, turning to his companion, "how many times can you use your 'Fireball' skill?"
Selene paused for a moment, contemplating her answer. "I can use it two more times," she replied.
Ray nodded, a plan forming in his mind. He understood the significance of their limited skill usage in this perilous world. It was essential to use their abilities wisely and conserve their resources.
With that in mind, Ray decided to check his status.. He focused his thoughts, summoning his status screen:
Ray Ramirez: Male
Level: 2
job: None
Race : human
Health: 62/110 (slightly bleeding lose 1 every hour)
Mana: 100/140
Stamina: 10/11
Strength: 15
Agility: 13
Defense: 12
Title: one from the hundred
skills - 1
Bone Control (Unique ) LV 1: the ability to manipulate and control bones within own body use Mana
Bone claw =grow deadly bone from your hand to claw, use 2 Mana every second
"It looks like I'm pretty injured," Ray admitted, addressing the group. He realized that his Vitality had further decreased due to their recent battles and his injuries. The strain on his Spirit and Stamina was also evident.
He continued, "Let's block the door for now and rest for an hour to gather our strength. We need to be at our best to face whatever challenges come our way."
The others in the room nodded in agreement, recognizing the wisdom in Ray's suggestion. They gathered whatever furniture and debris they could find to barricade the door, creating a makeshift barrier to buy them some time and security ,meanwhile Selene Bange his new injure .