A Small Performance

Cool breeze but not for an average man, dance around a figure standing in a land bathed with blue nightly illumination that is coming from the keeper of time that hangs far away and under the sky of deep blue and black thick clouds that blankets the land.

The figure standing on the land that gives any human the feeling everything we know is coming to an end and a new era will rise from its ashes; observe carefully with a solemn expression humans in different and dazzling wears that complement their skin that is glowing due to the energy coating on them and another set of peculiar people in tight fitting spacesuit and helmet that cover totally and protect thier body either go in and out of numerous futuristic tents that are well arranged and some distance from the isolated group of four beside him, or this people hang around them- going about there own things like they should.

Most of the players can sustain only one layer of energy coating and those that can manage two should be the strongest expert around here...There are a lot of them over there though, and here... The figure looked to the side at several people in front of the tents close to him, especially at a group crowding around a gigantic object, thinking. Just six people can sustain two layers of energy coating excluding Lingyue and that old man that can sustain three. So poor.

After the brief look to his side at the people doing there stuff in front of the tent with some going in and coming out of it, the figure looked to his other side at the wall of tall alien plants which is the edge of a fantastical jungle that is as beautiful as it is dangerous, which also serves as a natural barrier for the vast open space. "Idris, why do the people from spartan sanctuary wear protective suits like the non-combatant that can't coat their cells with energy."

One of the two figures seating behind this figure that is standing and still looking in the direction of the dazzling jungle- a chocolate skinned teenager, dressed like a newsie, with a permanent crafty and mischievous look in his brown eyes; looked to the side at a unique group of twelve people In white combat suit standing behind a female figure dressed the same way like them, with all of them happening to be part of the large group that surrounds the large object that is now being examined by the female figure.

"Its because unlike most factions here, they do only deep hunting." The teenage figure- Idris replying the figure standing paused. He continued "Deep hunting is hunting in the area of the green zone with darker hue... Those places are way more hostile and dangerous for most expert at this stage of the game, so they supplement there energy defence with special suits."

The figure standing after Idris's reply turned his head and looked again at the unique group. "Are you saying because of the insane atmospheric pressure, gravity and the likes, people find it difficult to hunt freely in the green zone unless they coat there body in energy or wear special suit... Then what about the red zone?"

"Yes, but unfortunately big bro, more than ninety nine percent of the player can only do one energy coating at this stage and even majority of the remaining one percent are newbie players that needs protective suit just to survive outside the safe zone... So what we have at the very best are parties like that one from spartan sanctuary that can only go deeper into the green zone and never beyond it for now." Idris replied the figure, and towards the end of his words after a pause he glanced at the unique group which should be a deep hunting party from Spartan sanctuary and he also made sure he stressed the phrase 'for now' which seems to imply something the figure will understand.

The figure after hearing Idris reply and his implicated prediction, chuckled. "What is the record number of layers that has been achieved since the launch of the game."

"For all i know, five. And anyone that can do that at this stage either have a very high intelligence or they are a genius that should be ranked on the gold ranking list..."

"What is the gold ranking list?" The figure interrupted Idris with another question.

"Big bro, here in the western-half, the tower already introduced three list that they use to judge and rank player strength after they take a trial in the tower. The bronze list, the first one, which is for the weakest set, the silver list which include most of our current top experts and the one they added recently, the gold list which they say has only ten people on it as of this morning..."

"That gal or what's her name, is she on the gold list." The figure now looking at the female figure in white suit who at this moment seems to be dancing in front of the large object excitedly, interrupted again.

"Big bro, her player name is Snow Clara, and for now i don't think she is on any list, but i heard one of her brothers who is a member of a faction in the eastern-half is ranked two thousand two hundred and ninety five on the eastern-half gold list." Idris replied as he also look to the side at Snow Clara who seems to be messing with Lingyue in the distance.

"I do think she shouldn't be one of those kind of players that disdain fame and popularity. Maybe her father was the one that instructed her not to take the ranking trial." Idris added.

"Oh!..." The figure exclaimed. "i kind of get it." He murmured, and a silence that ease Koko who has his body lying in a fetal position behind them on a soft rock into sleep invaded their midst.

...

"For real this time, i want the left tusk."

"Snow Clara my patience is running thin, decide now or never."

"Tch, what patience, we both know what you can't wait for, my beautiful Lingyue."

"My lady, should i get you the left tusk."

"Old soldier, taking the side of your mistress, hmm, you want to fight with me?"

"No! My lady i dare not. I just thought you might have a tight schedule and we do not want to waste anymore of your time. So..."

"Tch... As expected of an ex-military, so slick. Bring it out, i will remove my thing myself."

Over at the location were an object that people crowd around is including the unique group that has Snow Clara who stands beside Lingyue as their leader; Old soldier move closer to the large object which is a piece of the flaming boar and he returned it to the sealing box it came from.

After he did this, from another sealing box he brought out another piece of the flaming boar identical to the one he just returned.

"Old soldier, move back." Snow clara instructed and she moved closer to one of the one quarter piece of the colossal head of the flaming boar that Old soldier brought out, specifically the one that has the left tusk on it.

"Clara, only the tusk..." Lingyue with her arms folded on her chest reminded her.

"So stingy." Snow Clara muttered in response as she stood in front of the left tusk of the flaming boar.

The crowd that has taken the best spot available to them including Snow Clara's people watch Snow Clara with unadulterated concentration and what she is about to do to get the enormous tusk from the piece of flaming boar's head that towers way above her.

Snow Clara who has spent few seconds observing the tusk for a reason known only to her and have kept her audience in silence clapped her hands which broke the silence exactly the moment Skylar and Starboy came out of one of the other three tents that is behind the one where the round table is.

"Oops... Its time for action." Ostentiously Snow Clara, rubs her palms sheathed in gloves, then she raised one of them and her exposed face and hair that glows usually, suddenly shine brightly, to the extent it overwhelms the eyes of those looking at her.

"*Claw wheel of brutality." Next she said. And about a second later, the area around her turn unbearable cold and got filled with an intent that claws at the skin. And as she lowered her hand and the shining light from her reduced a lot in intensity, the white astral energy she released slowly took the form of a large wheel with spikes that looks like claws.

"Hehehe, cut for me." Snow Clara posed with one hand on her wide hip and the other raised in the air, and just like she commanded the white wheel of astral energy rotating in front of her whizzed towards her target and cut it cleanly before it dissipates into the cosmos.

(Lots of Claps)

"Wow!"

"Magnificent!"

"Fantastic!"

"Impeccable!"

"Miraculous!"

Clearly in an ass-kissing manner, some people in the crowd who most happens to be at the forefront of her audience, exclaimed exaggeratedly and compete for the right choice of word to describe her performance.

Even Starboy who watched from someplace beside Skylar who is far at the back, did his best to outperform his competitors that are much closer to Snow Clara- the object of their fawning and flatterries, by shouting, clapping, whistling and even jumping like someone who won the lottery.

"Majestically fantastic!"

"Supremely fabulous!"

"Numero uno fantabulousness!"

"Marvelously Grand!"

"Clara, weren't you going to remove it cleanly." Lingyue characteristic voice silenced all the other voice from the crowd, as she aproached Snow Clara with her eyes on the tusk that was obviously cut cleanly at where it joined the flesh of the boar's head.

"What was all that flashy show for?" Still approaching gracefully, she added.

"Beautiful Lingyue, please don't expose me." Snow Clara after she swiftly covered the little gap that remained between her and the approaching Lingyue whispered silently to her.

...

Over at the back where Skylar and Starboy stand side by side, Skylar who has his hood on, frowned. And his green eyes looking at the horizon far in front of the two women that seems to be in their own little world with the crowd watching behind them glowed brightly.

"Big bro, do you think she was doing all that for you to see." Starboy who has his eyes on the two women in the center stage and who did not notice Skykar's expression under the hood questioned.

"Trouble is coming." Instead of replying Starboy, Skylar muttered audibly and set his eyes on Snow Clara.