Shovels In Spades

"The plan's simple. Ger, you still focus on supporting Lyle and Dorian. Sarah do that same, and don't force yourself to kill anyone, they may be evil and trying to kill us, but these Barbarians are still Humans. Just try to focus on supporting us indirectly, mostly Lyle," Daz ordered over the earpiece.

The Barbarians were roughly five-hundred meters away from the wall, down the road towards the city, at this point.

"I-I'll be fine," came Sarah's hesitant reply.

"No, no you won't. If you don't think you can kill, then don't bother. You will put us in jeopardy if you fuck things up due to hesitating. As I said, focus purely on supporting us. I haven't checked your Class in extensive detail, but buff us or affect the Barbarians negatively somehow, I dunno. Just don't push yourself beyond what you're capable of," Daz stated coldly, but objectively.

"I'll be fine, Daz! I can help just as mu-" Sarah's response was interrupted by her father, Ger.

"No daughter of mine will become a murderer. Just do as Daz says, okay, Sarah?" Ger said with little to no room for negotiations.

"But I-" Sarah's rebuttal suddenly stopped and she then said, "Okay, I understand," with a disgruntled and clearly unhappy tone.

'Ger must have turned his comm off to say something to her in private. It must be stressful having a daughter that wants to prove she can kill,' Daz thought to himself.

"What about me?" Heather asked curiously over the communication device. At this point, the Barbarians were only about thirty seconds away from Daz's group.

"Use your new skill to redirect the Barbarians. Unless you got something else with your merit points, you can't do much else. Though your redirection will be very useful," Daz hurriedly responded.

A soft "Mmm," was Heather's confirmation, and with that, Daz quickly told both Lyle and Crusher what they were going to do.

"Lyle, value your own safety over getting kills. If you can't kill, use a drug that can slow the enemies instead of a lethal one or poison. You did get some of the willing Citizens to buy you a few different types of chemicals, yeah?" Daz asked.

"Don't worry, my Lord, I'm more than capable of killing them, even if they're humans," Lyle replied swiftly with a cold look in his eyes.

"Mmm, okay. Dorian," Daz said as he briefly looked at the timid man.

"Y-Yes?" the pimple-faced man who was just as old as Daz, mumbled in response, clearly scared witless of the countless Barbarians charging forward in the distance.

"Don't push yourself. Just follow Lyle's orders and do your best. Don't let your fears get the best of you, though. Lives are on the line here," Daz warned seriously to which Dorian nodded his head vigorously.

Daz frowned a bit at this, but he trusted Lyle enough to not press any further, so he turned to the large and muscular woman before saying, "Crusher, you and I are going to-"

"-Clear a path for Rimmy to distract the boss for us?" Crusher interrupted with a wide grin on her face, displaying her muscular jawline perfectly.

"... Yeah. Well, guess I can trust you to kill these people since you seem so eager. Rimmy," Daz said as he faced his best friend. In response, Rimmy tilted his head in Daz's direction. "You heard Crusher. We'll clear a path for you and make sure you can fight the boss undisturbed. Distract him as best as you can while we clear out the weaker ones, okay?" Daz finished.

By now, the Barbarians were within fifty-feet of Daz's group. Rimmy shook his head and stuck his arm out before he gave a big thumbs up, his body still facing the oncoming sea of people.

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"Well, then, good luck to everyone, and let's get past this attack alive," Daz said to everyone via the comm. He then charged ahead with Rimmy and Crusher to meet the enemy while Lyle and Dorian tried to skulk off to one side.

Og, the Barbarian Chieftain, narrowed his eyes and raised his war axe above his head once again and screamed at the top of his lungs in an attempt to both invigorate his men and to intimidate his opponents.

"HAHAHA, I LIKE MEN WITH SPIRIT!" Crusher yelled in response before she swung her sledgehammer to her right with a joyous expression. Upon hitting one of the Barbarians, a large runic circle made of energy appeared on the side of the hammer's head, the side that hadn't touched the man.

"GAH!" he screamed as his ribcage snapped and his lungs collapsed under the weight of the weapon. Less than a second later, the force of the attack actually took him off his feet and sent him shooting through the crowd, knocking down several of his comrades, but not quite killing him yet.

'That hammer is dangerous. She has to have been favoured by a God. There's no way she got an upgrade like that with the same amount of merit points or less than what Heather got...' Daz thought while he quickly used his Higher Identification on the weapon.