Chapter 88: Synchronization
The soldier stabbed repeatedly with its stinger, trying to poke holes into Percy’s brain. Though the latter didn’t have much difficulty dodging.
‘I can’t believe I even missed the scent of their acid…’ he thought, sniffing the acrid odour, unbothered by the slight burning sensation in his nostrils.
Ok… perhaps he needed to get out of the lab more. Brewing nonstop was clearly driving him insane.
In any case, Percy had yet to summon any of his weapons, nor had he used a spell other than Circulation. Maybe it was a little reckless of him, taking on a beast a full grade higher barehanded – especially right after such a long break from hunting. That said, his newly sharpened reflexes seemed to carry him just fine.
Not that he wasn’t a little out of shape, yet it wasn’t nearly as bad as he’d expected. Fighting alongside Gabe over the past month must’ve helped. While Percy had only been in partial control of his friend’s body, and while his host’s style had been very different to his own, they’d still faced off against elite opponents at Green. That was a level Percy wasn’t even remotely ready to touch by himself. Evidently, the experience had been more than a little eye-opening.
‘But why does this feel off?’
He’d already casually evaded dozens of lunges, his agility having grown to a monstrous level following the promotion. The wasp even showed signs of tiring by now. Yet, Percy just couldn’t shake this irritating feeling he wasn’t giving it his all.
‘Weird. I’m using both instances of Circulation at maximum output.’
Oblivious to his thoughts, the insect suddenly disengaged, flying a little higher. Percy wasn’t surprised, having expected it to resort to this move sooner or later. He tensed his calves, preparing for the incoming attack. Probably realizing it was outmatched, the wasp didn’t hold back, desperately releasing all its venom at once.