5.2 Maneuver
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5.2 Maneuver
Three days later and I felt better and there was now a glowing claw scar running up my right arm.
I didn't risk goblin fruits undoing the effect of the wound being a totem binding me to Earth. After five years I would be able to take it off after I cemented my roots to the dimension a bit more.
It was a spell that bound me here. I needed to do a few things that would make it harder for me to be snatched away so easily.
Rather not become a walking talking scar.
That meant being with my devotees. That meant I needed to have time to call them up and perform the...the...
I snapped back to the bench I had been sitting on at the zoo.
I fed on childhood wonderment at the animals they've never seen before.
A shaky breath left from my mouth and I remembered something important I did with someone. Someone who had died in Arcadia because of me.
I got up and took out my cell phone and hit the speed dial.
With a calm pace I walked on with a frown on my face. There were several glares of curiosity and apprehension.
I was a guy in a hooded trench coat obviously I got stares.
The phone rang and I heard the voice of someone picking up.
"Hello."
It was a man's voice, her boyfriend maybe.
"I'm sorry for waiting this long to respond, but I simply hadn't got a chance to call without someone pestering me," I said in a hush tone.
"Who is this?"
The man sounded irritated.
"Kinjen," I answered as I hid in a bathroom stall.
There was a bunch of voices on the other side of the line.
I waited on the line and got out the stall and found to bald men in shades and suits waiting for me.
"Kin, this is Kel-"
"Call you back I have some men in black to evade," I interrupted, quickly I shoved the phone into the pocket of my trench coat.
The men wordlessly took out two guns that made the hair on my arms stand on the end.
I wasn't going to fight and completed the catch of the 4th rank of the contract of separation with the 1st rank of the contract of stone.
These guys aren't going to complete their mission.
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The group is not liked.
Three days later and I felt better and there was now a glowing claw scar running up my right arm.
I didn't risk goblin fruits undoing the effect of the wound being a totem binding me to Earth. After five years I would be able to take it off after I cemented my roots to the dimension a bit more.
It was a spell that bound me here. I needed to do a few things that would make it harder for me to be snatched away so easily.
Rather not become a walking talking scar.
That meant being with my devotees. That meant I needed to have time to call them up and perform the...the...
I snapped back to the bench I had been sitting on at the zoo.
I fed on childhood wonderment at the animals they've never seen before.
A shaky breath left from my mouth and I remembered something important I did with someone. Someone who had died in Arcadia because of me.
I got up and took out my cell phone and hit the speed dial.
With a calm pace I walked on with a frown on my face. There were several glares of curiosity and apprehension.
I was a guy in a hooded trench coat obviously I got stares.
The phone rang and I heard the voice of someone picking up.
"Hello."
It was a man's voice, her boyfriend maybe.
"I'm sorry for waiting this long to respond, but I simply hadn't got a chance to call without someone pestering me," I said in a hush tone.
"Who is this?"
The man sounded irritated.
"Kinjen," I answered as I hid in a bathroom stall.
There was a bunch of voices on the other side of the line.
I waited on the line and got out the stall and found to bald men in shades and suits waiting for me.
"Kin, this is Kel-"
"Call you back I have some men in black to evade," I interrupted, quickly I shoved the phone into the pocket of my trench coat.
The men wordlessly took out two guns that made the hair on my arms stand on the end.
I wasn't going to fight and completed the catch of the 4th rank of the contract of separation with the 1st rank of the contract of stone.
These guys aren't going to complete their mission.
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The group is not liked.