The Rise of a Master: It Starts With Rejection

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Felix looked up and squinted at the strange sight above. It really did seem like the moon had fallen from the sky. At first, it drifted slowly, but its speed had suddenly multiplied several times over.

"Interesting technique. Is that a sword move?"

As Felix quipped, Selmer thrust out his palm, sending a silver light that dispersed into nothingness.

Felix lightly stepped back several dozen yards. Almost instantly, a cold light swept through where he had been standing, completely enveloping Selmer.

"Not a sword strike-it's an energy blade, and a skilled one at that," Felix noted.

This attack targeting Selmer was far more powerful than Micah from the Starfires Felix could hear an unfamiliar language roaring from the attacker's direction, distinctively Astorian, though he had no idea what they were saying.

Then, another voice rang out-this one comprehensible. It confirmed something else. There was not just one attacker There were two.

you cause trouble in Astoria's territory? You're asking for

light and shadows blending seamlessly

here. He wondered if they were just hanging around nearby. If so, that felt a bit extreme. For instance, Felix was in Gray City, and

tone dripping with mockery as he said, "You think you're all that? Fine. I'll humor

unleashing a new technique that immediately overwhelmed the two

morphed into the towering figure of an older man, who grabbed Felix by

voice-Dragonian, clear as

halted his attacks, and the blade-wielding elder joined them, stepping closer to Felix. He was shorter but no

square, so you

elder smirked. "Surrender now, or this brat

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looked like he was fighting the urge to laugh. He could not believe what he was hearing. Of all the

a warrior, and the other's a shadowstalker. Don't

to face the consequences." Felix had enough

Realm late stage." Selmer ran up to Felix,