studiobondurri Chapter 11: Third Attempt
Chapter 11: Third Attempt
Chapter 11: Third Attempt
Haahhhhhhhhhhh!
Going back to his fully prepared state in the beginner cave, the first thing that Damian did was let out an enraged sigh!
The Hobgoblins attack was even more cruel this time. Coming from the ground, it obliterated Damians shoulder before it blew his head off. However, this wasnt what pissed Damian off!
Although the transmitted pain almost exploded his head a second time, he was angry with himself more than anything.
Damian was fully aware that being the final victor of this imbalance battle was easier said than done, but he at least wanted the chance to try! He still had at least one more minute of steam!
A single moment of hesitation ended up destroying a pretty great run before the real part of the battle even started
If this was back on Earth, Damian would have likely contemplated smashing his keyboard.
{Dam Sir Damia
Looking at her own crazed eyes, Iris felt a shiver in her nonexistent spine. She was spooked enough to instinctively go back to formal speech.
I Im fine.
The rage, the pain, the regret All of it was washed away as soon as Damian came back to his senses.
Lets hold it together.
Unlike how much Damian made it seem like a failure, this run was actually quite the success. Just the discoveries that he made were more than enough to make the brutal death worth it!
Considering how far I had come just based on a simple map
Rather than look at the material gains which were still nothing, comparing the progress of the last two runs showed the huge difference that a few hints of information could make.
Everything he had learned this time was useful, but if Damian had to pick the star of the show, then the MVP had to be Combat Instincts!
During the first try, Damians senses were not only dulled early on but being completely surrounded also made complete evasion impossible.
Even when going back in time to the very first battle, Damian was completely detached from the thought of fighting that he ended up slowing his body more.
The fact that he managed to experience it for the first time once he had an actual handle on things made sense to Damian!
It can be abused within limits.
Now that he was properly aware of the talents existence, Damian felt that he was becoming more and more optimized for respawn battles.
Seeing the calmness returning to her face, Iris felt like she could breathe again as he reported her own find in this run.
She wasnt just being slow because of the horrors of the situation. Iris actions were forcefully limited.
That also makes sense.
Damian was the Plot Armor in place. He was the one that had to control Iris body. If all he did was send out Iris to scout, then who was truly helping who, him or her?
Either way, you still did much better this time. If you have discovered anything else, then now is the time to say it. Otherwise, just leave this to me.
{You are going back so soon?}
Iris had only witnessed both horrible deaths, but she was feeling reluctant to go back so soon. She couldnt put her head around it.
Just what kind of life did this Damian lead before for him to be this determined?
I have to.
If it was up to him, Damian was all up for some mental battle reenactments to optimize his attack plan. Even going a step further and imagining his enemies for a quick shadow battle was something he considered.
He also thought about staying in place to grind his skills before moving out, just like he did many times in Fates Guide.
However, not to mention the lacking food and stamina that wouldnt support that. There was an even more important element that Damian couldnt afford to screw up. Timing!
If Im not wrong
The Hobgoblins late appearance suggested that he was busy with something at the exact time that Damian arrived.
Moving out any later would mean missing out on the small window of time that made clearing the Den possible!
If Damian had to face the whole green crew just for the sake of a few extra steps of preparation, then he might as well give up on this run!
{In that case}
Trying her best not to infect Damian with her lack of determination, Iris slowly pointed out another crucial piece of information as he marched towards the Den for the third time
Greee!
Seeing the Goblins ugly faces again, Damian took out his knives.
He had to make quick work of them in order to have the rematch he wanted!