Chapter 127: Fired Grounds
"And here’s Ravel Cyn!" the Announcer’s tone turned sly. "Primed Epics’ rising star—a hunter who thrives on chaos. Last fight, he left his foe broken and twitching. He’s here to climb, and he’s not stopping for anyone!"
Ravel’s skill tree flashed up, its crimson lines stark:
📛 Shard User: Ravel Cyn
🔴 Skill Tree: Threaded Marrow
🩸 Spinebite (Level 2/5): Vertebrae latch onto foes, disrupting nerves.
🔁 Segment Recall (Level 2/5): Bones return, cutting through anything in their path.
⚙ Dorsal Feed (Level 2/5): Gains strength from inflicted pain.
🧠 Reactive Twist (Level 2/5): Twists his body unnaturally to dodge or attack.
🫀 Heartstring (LOCKED): X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X
"Spinebite digs into your nerves!" the Announcer purred, his voice curling through the arena like smoke on a cold night. His silver microphone twirled between his fingers, catching the flickering torchlight. "Segment Recall slices on the way back, Dorsal Feed fuels him with your pain, and Reactive Twist? He’s a snake in human skin. Heartstring’s locked—but not for long, I bet!"
Elias tightened his grip on the platform railing, the rough wood digging into his palms. His shard pulsed faintly against his chest, a steady thump that matched the unease coiling in his gut.