15 Pounds of C-4
-- Obfity Forest --
- System Comment - A fruitful forest indeed, renowned for its plentiful supply of fresh fruit and produce located throughout its borders. But beware, the plentiful harvest also attracts plenty of unwanted guests. Perhaps you yourself can be considered an unwelcome guest.
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Bang* BAM* BOOOOOOOOMMMM*
The sounds of fleeing animals and screaming birds could be heard long before the burst of bright light and sound graced the forest with its presence. After the initial burst of light intense vibrations shook over half of the forest shaking the rocks and moving the trees. Many oddly shaped, and colored fruits that were once quite firmly perched upon tall branches found their way to the ground after an intense shock-wave. The fresh produce was quickly stepped on, picked up, or smashed by herds of fleeing wildlife as they themselves ran away at full speed not caring for the feast found before them.
Shards of wood spiraled through the air, barely missing several quickly retreating figures as they sped away, quickly moving away from the blast-zone. Like a well-oiled machine in motion, the figures were quickly replaced by several similar figures charging at full speed to the blast zone. Each one was wearing matching bright green uniforms with bright golden chains boldly emblazoned upon their shoulder-pads. Along with shoulder-pads, these figures were lightly adorned in a metallic armor in critical places making them about two times bigger than they would be without it.
Each of these figures were smartly armed with a wide variety of close combat tactical gear, including knives, swords, batons, and in some rare cases large metallic boxing gloves with spikes. Long ago did they throw away their firearms as their bullet supply had run out quite quickly upon entering the Astral Realm.
As they arrived closer and closer to the location of the massive blast, loud moans of pain could be heard. Even from 100 meters away they were quite loud, speaking volumes about the size of the creature that had made them.
Although the figures themselves were quite apprehensive approaching the beast, they followed orders quickly and efficiently making haste to get a visual on the hulking monstrosity.
-- Lesser Ogre Giant--
Stone ranked LVL 1
Name - ?????
Age - ????
Race - Mutated Lesser Ogre
- Status - Heavily injured
Average lifespan - 15 years
- Comment - A mutated variant of the Lesser Ogre. Found within the depths of the Obfity Forest these monstrosities are created after feasting on a combination of ??????, ??????, ?????? fruits found deep within the forest. Whether the creation of these beasts was intentional or not, it's a well-known fact that upon gigantification most ogres lose much of their lifespans due to internal organ failure.
As the group arrived around the beast they quickly got to work on the beast, holding down its remaining arm and leg. Half of its lower body and right arm had been blown to bits by the earlier blast, its blood coating much of the surroundings.
Exactly two minutes and thirty seconds after restraining the hulking monstrosity a modestly dressed woman in a uniform made it into the clearing, followed closely by a young man. A series of loud clinking noises followed the young man's every step, as the mass of metals and awards placed upon his chest bounced with every step.
" For god's sake Private Mason. Even the half-dead Ogre could hear you half a mile away, you need to do something with those metals, "
And indeed, the half-dead Ogre was seemingly alerted by the loud noise of bouncing metal. And although its remaining limbs were restrained, the Ogre had begun to moan louder and shake its body around as Private Mason grew near.
" Yes Marm, ill make sure to remove them once we get back to the settlement, "
" So you're saying I have to hear that damn racket all the way back,"
" Sorry Marm, "
" Sigh..... just remember to never bring those damn medals to my sight ever again after we get back to town, "
Madam Warden quickly moved away from the subject reverting to her professional self. Quickly analyzing the situation the Ogre was in she turned to the armored figure that was in charge of the operation.
" Mr. Rickinson, "
The armored figure quickly turned to the woman averting his attention from the massive beast of a creature found in-front of him.
" Yes Marm "
" How did you guys manage to capture such a fine specimen on such short notice. After I heard you and your boys got into a tussle with whatever this " Stone" ranked creature was I came as fast as I could "
" ...15 pounds of C-4 Marm ... And we shoved.....15 pounds... Up its... "
Upon Mr. Rickinson's explanation, Madam Warden nodded in approval, removing a large cigar from god knows were and taking a large puff.
" Ahhhh.... great job, give your boys a pat on the back and get the injured back to town. We still have to work on securing that perimeter. "
And with a curt "yes Marm" Mr. Rickinson, and his boys moved off into the direction they had arrived from, although they did leave the Ogre and the restraints that bound it behind.
" Private Mason... "
" Yes, marm? "
" You think this damnable system will decide to reward someone for being the first to kill one of these stone creatures? "
" I don't know Marm, why don't you try it out? "
" Good answer "
The woman reached back into god knows were and retrieve a large pistol, quickly aiming it into the Ogres forehead.
" Any Last words? "
Unable to understand Madam Warden's question the Ogre continued to groan. Its eyes had long ago fogged up due to the pain.
BANG*
-- Congratulations.... you were the 5th among your species to first kill a " Stone " ranked creature. you have received 1 - Area Fragment - --
" SHIT SOMEONE BEAT US TO IT !!!! "