Kacper POV
I steadied my breathing with the bat firmly in my hand I tried to hit the Tel whatever. My first hit connected with its head or at least that was what was supposed to happen. My shoddily crafted bat went through its head disturbing the mist that made up its body. Reality is a bitch, the mist thing lifted its hand to swipe its claw at me. I only manage to one step to the left, but this dosen't save me from the strike. The claw catches my forearm and a burning sensation floods my entire arm.
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Player 387: Spirit Tel Hasir has dealt 4 slashing damage.
After the burning sensation I take a step back it starts floating around me like some demented child it keeps on giggling. How the hell am I supposed to hit this thing. It is made of mist, it feels like I am hitting nothing. The spirit stops circling and then rushes forward, at me with a creepy laugh that gives me shivers.
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Player 387: Kacper Hodun has resisted the Fear affect. Stiff Upper Lip: Activates purging negative mind effects.
This stops the mist thing in its tracks as it creepy green smile disappears for a second but returns quickly. I grab the bat and go for another hit, my bat hits the spirit splitting it in half. With this I make a run through the misty spirit breaking the mist apart. I ran and after 5 meters I turn around ready with my bat above my head. I could try punching it but that wouldn’t really do anything. Okay what do I know about it: I can’t hit it, it’s made of mist and magic I think, it’s a spirit and it’s a summon. The spirit reforms giggling it turns to me and starts flying towards me it lifts it right arm ready to strike. I lift the bat and get ready to hit it claw hand to at least slow it down. It surprised me as it went for my leg instead of my chest or arm like I expected. I try to jump but I am a second to slow as its claw dig deep into my calf.
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Player 387: Spirit Tel Hasir has dealt 9 points of slashing damage.
A scream escapes from my mouth “Fuck!” I try and escape, but it is more of a stumble then anything else. The Spirt still fucking giggling grabs my injured leg and pulls, with surprising strength I fall to the ground with a yelp. I swing my bat hitting its head giving me seconds as its head reforms. I hear Quikly shout “You said you have Rookie rank.” I give him a quick glare but go back to grunting and crawling backwards I start to think. The creatures head reforms and it starts playing with me as it pretends to crawl after me when it could just have flown over to me. I stop and a small smile creeps on my face I have an idea, I get up grunting with pain. My mind goes into overdrive as I imagine mana being pumped out of my brain down my spine to every corner of the body. The spirit flies at me ready to rip out my throat as a burst of blue light.
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Player 387: Has self-taught himself Weak Mana Shield, casting cost 2 mana.
Player 387: Spirit Tel Hasir has dealt 5 piercing damage but was reduced to 3 by Weak Mana Shield.
With a shit eating grin, I throw the bat at the spirit the bat hits it right arm. I charge and go for a punch imagining mana circling through my right arm, my arm connects. My fist releases blue flame that singes it. My smile falters as I see the effect. The spirits backs away with the steam coming of its face, it no longer has a smile and the green mouth and eyes are turning red. On a positive note I have a second ability. With a nervous smile I say “No hard feelings right?”
Player 387: Has self-taught himself Weak Mana Hardening, casting cost 2 mana.
Player 387: Has dealt 2 points of spiritual damage to Spirit Tel Hasir.
The spirit shrieks and rushes towards me and I jump for the bat grabbing it and lifting it up. The clawed hands scratch at my arms. Dam it how can I beat this thing. Fuck what if I di......
Stiff Upper Lip: Activates purging negative mind effects.
Bloody hell, Quikly want let me die or at least I hope so. I tighten my grasp on the bat and let my imagination run wild, the mana surges down my spine up my arms into the bat. My confidence surges and a smile appear again. I never had this much fun, I am going to beat the unlife out of this bastard. Swinging the bat with no real plan I hit the bastard.
Player 387: Has dealt 8 bludgeoning damage to Spirit Tel Hasir.
I keep on beating the creature until it stops reforming, blood dripping down my body from all the wounds. I manage to open my menu and see I have only 21/50 health, that is not too bad. I look to Quikly with a toothy grin. He looks at me clearly shocked he looks at me for a long time until he mumbles under his breath. A green wisp flies out of is staff hitting me in the head before I can react. Some of the wounds are slowly healed with scabs forming on the wounds. My health rises to 41 and I hear a ping.
Player 387: Has killed a higher level being using a weapon and magic. Unlocking class War Mage. Do you wish to accept the class?
I answer "Hell yes." Then the system gives me a notification and before I can read it my stats fall and everything starts to flash red. "Oh bugger." I fall over and everything goes black with only the notification flashing before me. I hate myself.
Player 387: Has replaced his class without reaching level 50 in his first acquired class. All your stats that have been gained will be lost. Please get ready for the restructuring of the soul.