Olympia : Expansion Arc

Chapter 8

The Battle Royale raged on for probably an hour. Percy didn't really have time to look at a clock as he was busy trying to be the last person standing. Because of the sudden commencement of the event, Percy had only managed to use his Duelist class which is probably for the best since he didn't want people to know who he was and what class he was using.

Percy ducked under the swing of a mallet from another Duelist before he slashed at him. The person whined out loud as he exited the arena. It seems that even one strike would deplete your health bar to zero, so Percy had to be careful.

He rolled out of the way as a flaming arrow whizzed through where he had been standing before blocking another strike from someone else. Percy kicked the person attacking him before legging it to get some distance away.

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Players left : 44

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He can't really be certain, but it looks as if some people were already making quick alliances to ensure their survivability in this event.

Fair enough, but that doesn't seem like a good move. If they remain the last people standing, then backstabbing will surely happen.

Percy conjured up a halberd, a weapon that looked like the child of an axe and a spear, and swung it in a wild arc, catching a few players while creating some sort of distance between him and the crowd,

Some of the eliminated players didn't look too happy about being eliminated as they glared at Percy, but Percy didn't pay them any attention.

He thrusts his halberd forward, catching one unfortunate player off guard before he made another wide arc with the weapon, catching some more people off guard.

Mid swing, his halberd caught a shield. The impact of the clash was enough to shake the weapon out of Percy's hands. Percy gritted his teeth as his hands felt like they're vibrating through the bones.

Percy looked over to where someone stopped his halberd to see that same person was charging at him with ramming speed, shield at the ready.

Percy stepped to the side as the person in question charged passed him like a mad bull. As the person went pass him, he caught a glimpse of light blue hair that was similar to the colour of the bright sky.

He decided not to dwell on that any further as he fought through the ranks of players. His arms were getting heavy and tired from the constant moving and the overdrive of adrenaline coursing through his body.

For what seemed like forever, he fought through everything and everyone. Until there were five people left.

Two people were standing side by side at one edge of the Plaza. One of them had the similar sky blue hair that Percy had seen before while the other one had flaming red hair. If Percy had to guess, they had to be siblings.

The other two were standing on their own at different spots, just like Percy. From the looks of it, the two people with wild hair were a team while the rest of them were individual players.

The five of them were in a standoff as they all assessed the situation.

"Well, it seems it's just us." One of them said. Looking from her equipment, she looked to be a Sorceress. "What do we do now?"

"Seems like we're in a tight spot." The other individual player said. Judging from the large pieces of metal tied to both of his hands, Percy assumed that he was a Shieldbearer. It's somewhat surprising that a defensive class would survive this long in a chaotic battle. "They're gonna team up against us." The Shieldbearer gestured at the pair.