Distinction Online

Three Months Later

I stood in the arena, wet sand seeped into my glorified sandals. Today I was facing a level 47 mage, the deul was to win a rare ring. It gave +50 attack damage, something I desperatly needed to continue my adventure. Right from the begining I had been hard pressed to survive. My choice of character held great benifits later game but was incredebly hard at the start. The ring could give me the edge I need to push on.

Since the start of the game only the 100 developers survived. All the others had died, not counting those who hid in caves or forests scared for there lives.

"The duel will begin in three... two... one!"

I raised my knives towards my opponent. They were made from pure starlight, with a handel of Bane.

If he wants a fight, Ill give him a fight!

Orb raised, the wizard chanted his enchated verse. The words flew from his mouth like so many birds flocking the sky.

"Sa Ro Gool Ber Son Dron..."

I rushed towards the wizard hopefuly to get there before he finished his verse, but by the time I got close he had finished. He unleashed a phycic blast throwing me off my feet towards the wall. My back hit hard and I dropped about 1/4 health in the span of three seconds.

Damn!

This was gunna be tough!