Midas, traveling to the orc encampment, took in the surroundings. It was so surreal, the fresh air, the chirping of birds, the feel of the ground beneath his feet, he could feel the wind blowing into him. This game is awesome he thought. In the distance spotting the mangled tents and structures commonly made by the orcs, he figured he was at an orc encampment already. A lot of the areas around spawn had been discovered in the beta and were public information, so strategies could be made based on them. He walked a little closer, making sure to stay just out of range so he could make a quick count of the orcs. After counting that there were 11 of them he pushed forward towards one of the isolated orcs. Most of them were grouped in the middle, but 2 of them were on their own and there was a duo on the other side of the encampment. He quickly took out one orc with a stab straight to it's heart, using the shabby iron sword you get off of spawn. He felt the sword penetrate the flesh of the monster, and the awful smell that wafted off of them, as well as the blood that splattered onto his shirt. Gross he muttered silently, as he moved towards the other solo orc to kill it. He went to slice it's head clean off but the sword didn't fully go through. It was enough to kill the orc, however very messy. He wished he had bought a better sword, but at this point didn't want to leave the encampment to walk back towards town. He looked around to find the stash that orcs commonly had and could see a sword in it, however it was next to the duo of orcs. He ran up to them and stabbed one of them in the heart, and tried to kill the other one before he could alert the others however the sword was too weak and the group of orcs was alerted. He was worried, could he take on 7 orcs at once? He quickly got into the stash and grabbed a better weapon. It was a refined steel sword, a decent weapon, and a lot better than the shabby iron sword given for free at the start. He took the shabby sword in his left hand and quickly stabbed it into the heart of an orc that was moving towards him, before letting the orc fall and leaving the sword behind. 6 left, he thought, and he figured he could do it. He cleanly cut off one of the orcs heads before aiming for the heart of the one behind it, but missing and stabbing it in the shoulder. It made the mistake of grabbing the blade in pain, and he quickly pulled it out. The orc squealing in pain sprinted at him as he stabbed it in the head. He quickly took care of the other four while making sure to fight them one on one for the advantage. The fight had pumped adrenaline through him, and he had never felt a more intense moment in his life. He was very glad that he had gotten the game, and thought about how much he would play it while he looked at his status. He had leveled up four times from the orcs, and unlocked the skills [Assassination I] which made his attacks do 10% more damage while the enemy didn't notice him, and [Swordsmanship I] which made him do 5% more damage with swords and gain 5% more exp when using swords. He was smiling wide, and started his walk back towards town...

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