108 Limp

Jay was deciding where to put his skill point as he watched adventurers training in the association courtyard.

“GRAAAA!”

*DUNGGggg~*

Two tanks charged and bashed against each other with their new shields, the sturdy iron walls making a deep ringing sound after the impact. It seemed like they were getting some sort of enjoyment out of it which Jay didn’t seem to understand.

“Fuck yeah!” one shouted jubilantly.

*flet flet flet*

Another adventurer unleashed an ultra-rapid volley of tiny bolts from a wrist-mounted crossbow, hitting three of the magic wooden birds as they flapped about.

“I wonder how much damage those do… seems like a waste of bolts. Perhaps if they aimed it at a creature's eyes it would be good.” thought Jay as he watched before going back to his own business.