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Spaceships And Magic, What Could Possibly Go Wrong?

When I died I didn't expect to wake up with dark beings of immeasurable power looming over me. I didn't expect to be given new life in a brand new world. Now, armed with a powerful system that makes me stronger after every fight, I might be the last thing standing between the multiverse and absolute annihilation. As I complete quests, defeat foes and become stronger, I still don't know if I'll be able to save this world, my old world and all the worlds in between. "And below... the MAW beckoned..." Come check out the discord to speak to the author and other readers: https://discord.gg/BEJgcRVVev

MattHarris · Sci-fi
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Protect Me

I tried to dash back and away from Akash before he could react to my blunder, but in my debuffed state I was just a little bit too slow. His strong forearms reached out and wrapped me in the tentacle-like vines that made up the ends and began to squeeze. 

My Coronashield was holding up, but only barely, I could feel the pressure of Akash's grip closing in on all sides. 

"Is this really all you have, human?" Akash sneered, "If so, we may truly be doomed." 

Before I could choke out a reply, Akash had thrown me clear of his grip. I tumbled through the air, unable to regain control, and slammed through another set of trees. 

This was going even worse than my fight against Yr'Arl had started. At least against him, I knew that I'd do some damage if I managed to land a hit. I'd managed to hit Akash, but he'd just shrugged off my abilities as if they had been nothing.