The Player's System

Black Camp 2

Junan felt the continuous fall of strips on his chest. He angrily stood up and threw them aside. One of the strips folded on his wrist. Junan buffed it off. He was seriously annoyed. The darkness did not let him see the surround. Added insult to injury several strips were crawling on his body.

He might have taken it with ease however knowing that he was alone in the darkness made him worry. His team members were nowhere. He himself was clueless about the place and the quest type.

Without understanding the nature of the quest and the quest area they would not be able to get the card. Time was skipping without waiting for them.

After the strange strip enemies he was sure that he should not stand still instead he started to use his sword. He walked at one direction to confirm what was in his surroundings. Soon he met with the permanent walls of the black camp.

It let him know what possible way he should select. Well he has his sword and the will to create exit. It was no easy to remain serene when knowing that the confined place would give opportunity to the strange enemies for further attacks.

He bluntly attacked in the hope of making exit. The blood sucker ogres from the other side separated from the colonies and fell of the ground. They decided to capture the leg of the human silently.

It was dark and Junan could not sense the silent crawling of the ogres.

Several strips came at once and attacked. Junan fell on the ground however he blindly attacked to tear apart the strips.

Without delay he kept attacking until the strips lost life. He furiously removed few strips from his ankle.

It was apparent that he should get rid these scums as well as make an exit. Thinking this he got to his work.

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Orin could no more control his desire to go on rampage. Initially he thought that things were not as odd as he was thinking. Soon he felt that he might get confined if he did not struggle.

He was not sure about the type of enemy. It was just his premonition that made him madly use thorny mace.

The thorny mace was perfect to keep the blood suckers away. He released from the grip of the strips then found the ending part of the confinement. The restricted quest area could no more keep his weapon limited.

His weapon kept needling the ogres. It was more than torture. The ogres were unable to maintain the layers on the black camp.

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Clark unfortunately appeared lazy to react against the silent enemies. Many more ogres quietly reached near him and suddenly wrapped him. He tried to get rid or use the hammer but it did not work.

Hammer was not perfect weapon.

Clark used his ability to fend off the enemies. This ability was part of his profession. It took little amount of hp however he did break apart the strips.

His power muscles outstretched rendering the ogres forcefully tear apart because of the unbalance in the strength of the opponent.

Clark stood up with the hammer in his hand. "The damn enemy is taking benefit of the darkness. Come in front and I will smash you hard." Clark waved his hammer however he forgot that even if the enemy really appeared in front he would not be able to see it.

Clark forcefully tapped his feet on the ground to scare the enemy but there was still silence. "Coward enemy you are going to regret." Well he was not taking strips as enemy instead he thought that some real opponent trying puny ways to capture him.

After waiting some time he got disappointed. It seemed the opponent wanted to remain in the dark. Thinking this he smashed the hammer on the ground and senses his surroundings.

The sound did not go much far instead it reverted back in the middle. From this he understood that he was confined in some place. He thought to break the confinement. After reaching dead end he used hammer but the thick layers of the ogres flexed. It reduced the impact.

The ogres were able to see the difference of the weapon. The weapon was plain with direct range attack. The ogres in this black camp were more conscious than others because of the card.

The card\'s presence was concrete truth. They happened to be invulnerable with the help of card. The card could let them change their way to treating their opponents.

It was not granted but the ogres slowly gotten the characteristics of the card. It was pity that the hammer has no special influence in the attack because it was plain weapon against the ogres of this race.

Also the reflex quality made it easier for the ogres to not receive damage in return of attack. Clark hammered again but he could not hear the positive impact of his attacks.

It was not good sign. The potential opponent was still under the place and Clark was alone to defeat this unseen plight.

He was thinking how to uncover the opponent. The ogres found another reason to begin another attempt. The opponent could not use best attack it means he was not threat for the ogres.

The strips started to separate and silently crawl toward Clark.

He was clueless because of the darkness. Since he was in this black camp it was his responsibility to get the card. He might not be able to leave the camp on his own if he did not clear the camp.

He should necessarily kill the ogres and break apart the black camp. Only then the densely packed card would fell from the safest layer of the ogres.

It could become tough soon because large number of strips were moving toward his feet. His personal ability or the profession ability could help if he soberly made some decision but there was another option.

Depending on the luck another team member could also reach near the black cottage and attack from outside.. But it was all depending on the luck.