ADVENTURERS GET NO RESPECT

“Shit, ShitShitShitShit! Shiiit!”

Iris Stuart was hauling ass. There had to be a god of luck or something hidden in this world because she had to have pissed the bastard off somehow. That was the only explanation for how much the world seemed to hate her.

There were oversized lizards literally everywhere as she fled with as much speed as her enhanced stats would allow.

Why couldn’t this quest be easy? Of course, there wouldn’t be just one predator in the forest. Nope. There were so many.

Iris couldn’t catch a damned break.

[Focus].

Movement. To the right.

Her hand shot up and a [Chain Lightning] launched from her fingertips directly toward the rushing drakyyd.

She jumped over it with her increased capability as it collapsed into a smoking heap of charred flesh.

A swing of her [Mana Conduit]-imbued sword brought down another that sought to catch her unawares.

Iris channeled more and more mana through herself, using [Arcane Capability] while pumping her arms as she sprinted toward the edge of the forest, and Mocha.

She could hear them running after her. The monsters crashed into brush and trees as they sought to devour their next meal. Roars and growls assailed her ears from all around.

Falling, hell even slowing, meant death.

She weaved and darted her way through the forest. What had taken her hours of slow careful movements now took her no time at all. Her determination rose even more as soon as she saw the sun’s brightness beyond, like a comforting wall of safety.

It wasn’t.

As Iris burst through the tree line, she caught sight of Mocha. With a great whistle, her horse reared up and then shot toward her like a bullet.

She angled toward the direction they should be heading and drove herself harder. Her horse let out a powerful neigh and bent her head down.

Iris didn’t hesitate.

Hesitation killed.

She leaped.

A hand grabbed hold of the saddle and she swung herself up onto her horse’s back, taking care to both keep hold of her sword and not hurt her most amazing friend.

“Hurry! Gogogo!” Iris cried out to her horse.

Mocha launched herself at a speed that would make the horses of the Kentucky Derby seem like newborn foals.

It was then that Iris stole a glance behind her. Her eyes widened and the cold grip of fear finally started to inch its way around her spine.

At least twenty drakyyds exploded from the forest and seemed to be catching up.

“Moooocha!”

Her horse must have also looked back because Iris could have sworn that if she spoke ‘neigh’, Mocha was cursing her the fuck out. She could hear it now.

Again, Iris? You have another horde of monsters chasing us? You dumb bitch.

The sad part was… she couldn’t disagree.

Iris leaned close, finally sheathing her sword, as her horse lowered her head and sped up. No damn lizard was going to catch this thoroughbred. Not that Iris would know anything about that.

In what had to be a world record, Iris saw the gates.

And they were closing.

“No, No… Noooo.” She raised her voice and screamed. “Open the gates!”

Mocha powered on and Iris kept yelling for the town to open up. The bells were ringing and soldiers were lining the walls. When the loud crash of the gate closing sounded, they had almost made it. The drakyyds were maybe two minutes behind her.

Plenty of time.

“Open the damn gates! Let me in!” she yelled.

“No! We will not put the town in danger for you!” a soldier called out.

She knew that voice. Her adrenaline was pumping, her heart racing, and now she was getting angry.

“Damn it, Morek! Open the damn gates! I swear to whatever god you like most that I will punch you in the damn face if you don’t let me in, right this instant!”

“Do not open that gate!” the captain of the Town Guard yelled at his men.

She caught sight of another guard that stood on the walls. An elf. One that now had clothes. They made eye contact…

And he looked away.

Her eyes narrowed. “You too?” she yelled.

He did not look down.

She wanted to shock him right then and there. She let out a scream of frustration and directed Mocha to turn around.

She grabbed her sword and got down from her faithful steed. Iris patted her horse as she pulled off her shield from where it was strapped to the saddle. “Mocha, girl. I need you to get somewhere safe. Maybe the Orlen Farmstead, eat their corn or something. There are too many lizards, and while I know you’re a badass. Momma needs to show all those assholes a lesson.”

Her horse neighed and then, after giving Iris one last look, rushed off to safety.

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Iris took a deep breath. Let her nerves settle.

You can do this. Mister Cute Butt will rue this day. Morek is gonna get a punch.

Just gotta take out twenty monsters. No big deal.

As the drakyyds came in sight, she sighed and pulled magic through her. [Mana Conduit], again, settled into her sword. She would need both her sword and shield, her spell would let her sword become an extension of her. Let her cast through the blade.

She glanced one more time at those on the wall. Morek was staring down at her as if he was watching someone about to die.

Adventurers get no respect.

The sweet comforting smell of ozone filled the air–ah who was she kidding, it stank. With it, a sphere of electrical energy surged into being as her [Storm Armor] settled around herself. Arcs of lightning occasionally lashed out into the ground, and a bit of tension released from her.

Morek, the insufferable guard captain yelled for his men to hold. Maybe he didn’t want them to hit her? She rolled her eyes. Fucking peanut gallery.

Iris spread her [Arcane Capability] throughout her body. The spell used mana to enhance her physical strength and power of her spells. It would last as long as she could maintain it, which for her, meant about an hour of combat.

Her sword raised, she pulled the mana through her and [Focused]. She calmed down and settled her breathing. The monsters were coming. She was ready.

As soon as they reached her range, she unleashed her [Arcane Torrent], using her alteration to combine the impact with her [Static Discharge] spell which ensured every attack burst with even more electricity.

The cascade of arcane projectiles channeled and launched through her outstretched sword and at the approaching reptiles. It wasn’t the most accurate spell, but everywhere it hit released two piercing sparks of energy on impact, each flying in a random direction, creating a chaotic scene of electrified death.

Still, the slow speed of the projectiles allowed the reptiles to close even as a number were shocked, paralyzed, or killed outright. She mentally toggled her [Rushing Wind] passive, increasing her speed, jumping ability, and protection from falling all at the cost of a constant mental drain while sustained.

She narrowed her eyes as the first got close enough to leap toward her. Iris lashed out with her blade as she jumped to the side, the movement enhanced by her spell. Her electrified blade connected with the side of the drakyyd with a shower of sparks and a bestial cry of pain, simultaneously ripping open the animal and launching several sparks toward other monsters.

Two of the monsters jumped back to avoid the dangerous softball-sized electrified spells darting toward them, but another ran headfirst into one. The damn thing actually tried to bite the ball of lightning.

Darwin quickly laid claim to the reptile.

She used their hesitation to launch [Sparks] at each one. Both fell in a cacophony of electrified bursts of energy.

Iris turned.

One more leaped at her and she brought her shield up and planted her feet. The reptile slammed into her. Her enhanced strength barely kept her from toppling over from the hit of a tiger-sized dinosaur. With a roar and a flurry of claws, the thing tried to get through and around her shield.

A war cry sounded from deep in her as she shoved the beast away enough to lash out with her sword in an [Arcing Lash]. The blade pierced deep into the thing’s shoulder and then electricity flooded its nervous system, paralyzing the beast as it fell to the ground.

The remainder of the drakyyds instantly became hesitant. What they had seen as prey, was now hurting their pack. Most of the monsters were dead, and with a few remaining, it seemed they finally decided to play it safe. They began slowly prowling toward her while spreading out around her.

Waiting for any sign of weakness to strike.

She would give them no reprieve.

Iris pointed her blade toward a group closer together, she pulled deeply at the mana around her. A great surge of electricity transformed her into a capacitor of death. A feeling of overwhelming power flowed through both her and her sword. Bright arcs of superheated plasma lashed out from her in great flashes of light and she knew her eyes looked deadly as they did when filled with an abundance of mana.

She could feel it. It was as if she were Lady Thor, herself.

A Goddess of Thunder.

One of the monsters lowered itself.

With a smirk, Iris targeted the monster and launched her overcharged [Chain Lightning]. The bolt connected her blade to the drakyyd and sat there for a moment, superheating the monster before it suddenly jumped to the nearest four other beasts.

In a burst of gore that would likely have her throwing up later, the first drakyyd’s head exploded followed by large holes blowing out in its companions.

A rush of energy filled her for the third time since leaving town that day.

Her smile was predatory.

That seemed to be enough for what remained of the monsters.

They turned tail and started bolting away.

Iris launched [Spark] after [Spark] at the retreating reptiles, managing to bring another two down before the remaining three survivors escaped her range.

When she was sure none remained, she let go of her built-up mana and sagged slightly, exhausted. She could tell she’d used more of her stamina than expected.

That wouldn't deter her fury, though.

She rounded on the wall and narrowed her weary eyes on her spectators.

“If you don’t open this gate, I swear to whatever god that’s listening that I will blast it open,” Iris yelled up at them.

There was a moment of hesitation before she heard someone yelling to do so.

With a loud thump and the sound of chains rattling, the gate creaked open.

That was worth the three rushes.

The guards immediately gave her space when she walked through the gate and glanced around. Her gaze made more than a few of the Guard avert their eyes in shame.

When Iris saw him, Captain Morek seemed to tense up. She strode toward him with a sense of purpose.

The man had his hands raised in surrender as she approached.

“Iris! Look–”

His eyes went wide as he realized she wasn’t going to stop.

As soon as she got into arm’s reach, she hit him.

She put as much force as she could into the punch. All of her pent-up frustrations channeled into a single action. Over a year on this god-awful world with nothing to show for it except drunken nights with different partners. A year of waiting and trying for it all to make sense. For all the shit she'd been through, all the times she nearly died, to have been worth it.

Her not-inconsiderable strength that remained buffed was used to express her displeasure.

Her pain.

The movies would have had her scream. She'd lost the desire to scream after the fifth attempt on her by bandits and other… humans.

The man’s head snapped to the side as he stumbled to stay on his feet. His hand instinctively covered his face as he winced in pain.

Several guards rushed forward, but a look shocked them into submission.

"I fucking told you that I'd punch you. You were really going to let me die? And just watch?" she yelled.

The man's eyes remained downcast and he didn't respond as he rubbed at his jaw.

Iris let out an exasperated groan. "Tenera take you, bastard," she spit out, using the preferred local curse. "Give me my pay for killing them. Only three made it away out of twenty-three, your men can chase after them."

The man just nodded.

I'm done with this place.

She'd get paid and get the hell out of town. It was time to head north. No cute butt was worth the headache.

I don’t think I want to leave Lehelia quite yet, though. So, time to visit Brightburn...