Fallen Fate Online

Zayne, Andre, and Tina stared at each other intently for some time, examining their enemy. Neither was in a hurry as they pondered their next move.

"What do you want from me? If you want to fight, I'm not going to get involved." Zayne said calmly, which made Tina frown.

"What are you talking about...?" Tina asked in a sweet voice, but she couldn't quite contain her irritation.

"You don't want to answer?" Zayne sighed, "Well, that's your right. See you later." Zayne shrugged, and his silhouette glowed brightly.

Andre's eyes sparkled as he swung his arm quickly, throwing a dart in Zayne's direction. Zayne's body came to rest, then he tilted his head, passing the dart near his neck.

"So you came to fight, after all... You should have said so..." Zayne shook his head as if he was upset that he didn't get it right away.

"Shit... Andre... He's mocking us!" Tina muttered angrily, clutching her staff tightly.

Andre extended his arm in front of her, stopping her.

"Zayne Fellen, I don't know if you really wanted to get out, but you can't do it now. Anyway, it's your own fault for messing up your relationship with the Goren Family, so now you're going to have to pay for it." Andre said calmly, getting ready to fight.

"Agh... Now I think I'm beginning to understand what's going on. Do you think the two of you can handle me? I don't mean to sound arrogant, but I've gotten a lot stronger lately." Zayne said calmly with a slight wave of his hand.

Andre smirked, "You think you're on top of it already, don't you? Well, unlike the other players, we haven't stood still and we've achieved a lot too!"

Whoooooooooooooosh.

Without waiting for Zayne's reaction, Andre lunged forward and quickly got in front of him. Andre's hands became a blur as he pulled two dark daggers from his belt.

Zayne watched Andre's movements with a completely calm gaze. From his perspective, Andre was nothing more than a weakened version of Enar.

'Two blades and fast speed... However, compared to Apostle, it's nothing.' Zayne muttered inwardly before stepping forward.

The sharp blades that should have stabbed Zayne's shoulders suddenly pierced only the air as Zayne's fist slammed into Andre's belly at breakneck speed.

Crackling.

Andre crashed against the wooden crates at the stone wall, finding himself submerged beneath them and under a rising cloud of dust.

Whooooooooooooosh.

Not a moment later, two flashes went toward Zayne and in a heartbeat, two poison darts landed in his neck.

[You have been exposed to a special toxin! All your stats have been lowered by 5%!]

[You have been exposed to a special toxin! All your stats have been lowered by 5%!]

"Agh...?" Zayne muttered in confusion, pulling out his darts. The needles were very thin, so Zayne felt no pain at all, however, that was not the main problem.

'Hmm... I thought my Title was supposed to protect me from such effects, but it doesn't seem to work against poisons... Damn, that's why Nydan was able to put me to sleep then.' Zayne frowned.

Crackle.

Andre crawled out from under the rubble, shaking off the dust with a calm expression.

"Damn... I drank three different potions before this fight, but even so... I feel like my rib cage almost broke under the pressure of your blow..." Andre wiped the trickles of blood from the corner of his mouth and looked intently at Zayne.

"Before we go any further... Tell me, who are you? Who are you in the real world?" Andre's gaze turned serious.

Zayne tilted his head, "Hmm? I'm Zayne Fellen... I don't understand what you want from me."

Andre grinned, "Playing dumb, right? Well, that's to be expected. You can say what you want, but it's obvious you're not an easy man. Maybe you're an elite military person, a special agent, a martial artist, a professional athlete, or something, there's plenty of options... However, you're still one."

"Pffft, I've fought much stronger opponents than you. I may not be a martial arts master, but someone like you I can handle." Zayne snorted as he stepped forward confidently.

Andre was wary, he couldn't get any information and only managed to throw two darts, though he had hoped for more.

"Well, it looks like your stats are actually far superior to mine, but that's why we're the worst opponents you could face." Andre said menacingly as he glanced at Tina, giving her the signal.

Tina nodded, and her staff glowed. The next moment, a white magic circle appeared beneath Andre, and his whole body was filled with power, also his wounds began to heal faster.

"I see... You're trying to make me weaker while increasing your power..." Zayne muttered, continuing to walk forward.

"Exactly, and I think we're about equal in strength now." Andre spoke confidently, before rushing forward.

Andre became much faster, and in a flash, he was in front of Zayne, with two blades that seemed to cut off Zayne's head.

Zayne inhaled, swiftly took a turn with a step, and suddenly appeared to the left of Andre, whose eyes went wide.

"You seem to overestimate your speed, you move like an ordinary knight." Zayne whispered as his palm came down on Andre's face, burying him into the ground.

"Agh!!!" Andre cried out in pain, then Zayne's fist came right down on him once more.

'Shit! I can't let that happen!' Andre inwardly exclaimed as his whole body turned into a shadow.

"What...?" Zayne muttered with a confused expression as his opponent simply disappeared.

Whooooooooooooooooosh.

Zayne's pupils narrowed as he instinctively covered his neck with an arm where four darts immediately struck.

[You have been exposed to a special toxin! All your stats have been lowered by 5%!]

[You have been exposed to a special toxin! All your stats have been lowered by 5%!]

[You have been exposed to a special toxin! All your stats have been lowered by 5%!]

[Deadly poison is spreading through your body! You will lose 1% of your Health for the next 30 seconds!]

"Where's your weapon...?" Andre asked with an exhausted look while Tina cast another spell to make him stronger.

"It broke." Zayne shrugged and took the darts out of his hand with a frown, "This is getting annoying."

"Hah, like I said, we're too uncomfortable opponents for you." Andre smirked confidently, slowly coming to his senses.

Zayne breathed, "Yeah, you're right. Against the two of you, I'll have a hard time, but what if there are fewer of you?"

pαndα`noνɐ1--сoМ Andre's eyes went wide as a chill ran down his back. At the same moment, Zayne turned as a silhouette of scarlet wings appeared behind him, and he morphed into a red flash.

His target was not Andre, but Tina, in front of whom Zayne's cold, azure eyes had already appeared.

"No!" Tina shouted as her staff glowed brightly, creating a blast of white energy before her that threw Zayne aside at the last moment.

Andre smirked, 'Unlike the other supports, Tina is not defenseless. Our duo has no weaknesses!'

Whooooooooooooosh.

No sooner had Zayne landed on the ground than three more darts were in his shoulder, and several messages rang through his mind.