Chrysalis

Chapter 1275

[Are you telling me her real name isn’t Fluffles?] I demand.

[Of course not,] Grey scowls. [What kind of a name is Fluffles?]

[That’s the name she gave me!]

[I believe I told you before, we do not give out our names so easily. My name isn’t Grey, and my student’s name isn’t White. These are aliases we use. Our real names are only shared with those we are close to.]

[Wait, so that guy’s name isn’t Barker? Somehow that fills me with relief.]

[What kind of… no… his name isn’t Barker. It’s Woofington the third.]

[REALLY?!]

[Obviously not.]

[Dang. That would have been amazing.]

[Are you going to let Phil get up yet?]

I look down at the turtle-Folk, struggling to rise under the weight of my empowered gravity field. I was nice. After I caught him in it, I made sure to turn up the pressure gradually until we reached this point. If I slammed him with full power from the get-go we’d have turtle pancakes here.

standing around looking at a turtle-guy who can’t stand up. Surprisingly, they don’t seem

Shouldn’t I hold him

something I want to avoid. Also, I don’t particularly want to let him take any more swings at me. Phil carries a blade much larger and heavier than what Barker used, but holy moly is he able to hit a lot harder with it. The guy actually managed to put a chip in my carapace, which

one side with his arms crossed, Grey speaks to Phil, who snaps back something, causing Grey to frown. Seeing his expression,

there. That can’t have been pleasant. I’m going to assume that you aren’t

hold out until your power, whatever it was, became

my mana

for a day and night.

by that, so I hasten to

you spot this story on Amazon, know that it has been stolen.

was amazingly strong, though. Look, you actually managed to chip my carapace! Right here… wait… I

defeat, Phil makes his way out of the arena, clearing the way for the next challenger. Pete

sword, and therefore weaker than my master, but I hope we can engage in

thing. Let’s have

before his sword becomes too heavy for him to lift, but the sword light sparks off my carapace

little quicker, I’m afraid,] I tell him. [Once I’ve

his hooked turtle beak. [What type

just something

I worked so hard for, they can jolly well

facing down a tier seven monster such as myself. I make sure Grey is

above the ground. In one hand, she holds a long, slender blade, a gentle curve running through its length, and when she strikes, my eyes almost

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