The First Legendary Beast Master novel Chapter 407

Chapter 407 Thor The Eternal

"Did you give your reward to Thor?" Tessa asked as she examined the upgraded barrier.

"Yes, it's an upgrade of one Tier for [Refreshing Lightning]. [Eternal Lightning] is the new name, and while I don't have solid data on it, I can already tell that the stamina refreshing effect is much stronger than the original."

Tessa and the others nodded. "It is incredible. I feel like I just had a good nap, and we've been through a whole dungeon."

Ophelia laughed. "That's because you didn't even walk through it. You've been sitting on Thor all morning."

The researcher picked up his pack and settled it back in place. "I don't suppose that I can lie about my class, can I?" Karl laughed. "There should be a mark on your arm. If it's somewhat ambiguous, you don't need to give them the actual name that the System told you, just your skills and anything that you know about it.

If you try focusing on the words Interface, Status, or Skills, you might get a bit more knowledge."

"Interface!" Lotus cheered, then began swatting at the air in front of her.

"Did we damage her? She seems a bit off lately." Karl whispered to Tessa.

"I don't know. I will have to monitor her snacks for a while. She might have started taking hallucinogens to cope. Lotus isn't exactly the best suited person to high-stress situations, or the most mentally stable, you know?"

Karl raised an eyebrow, questioning that statement. "I seem to recall that she loves to pick fights, a little battle against Ogres shouldn't be an issue."

Tessa sighed. "Ones that don't involve real violence. But she's a nature priestess, they're almost always stoned anyhow."

If there was a chance that she was going to start screwing up because she was too high to function, they would have to deal with her. Doug was known to smoke a lot, but always after work. Not before.

"Interface." Tessa mumbled, then blinked in surprise. "You know, I've tried that many times before, but it never worked. I wonder if these last few instances have helped stabilize or unlock the System's features?" She asked.

"I think that is right. I was seeing the interface flicker on and off when we were doing the dungeon. I don't think we have everything that it used to have unlocked, but I think we're very close to having a fully functional version of the system."

The researcher was staring at the mark on his arm, which looked like an old man pondering his orb. Sage was a good name for it, but there was at least no negative connotation to the mark itself.

"When we get out, we should ask the Colonel if she knows about a mark like that. She might be able to tell you more." Karl suggested.

"When I said skills, I saw that I have spells available, and they seem like normal mage spells." The Sage whispered, just loud enough for Karl to hear.

"Good, then you're a mage class. That's easy. Now, you just need to know how to get points to buy the spells." The Sage frowned. "I'm afraid to learn how this class gets points. But I have fourteen right now, and that's not quite enough to get three additional skills."

Karl shrugged. "They normally come from accomplishments and feats. The more you challenge yourself, the faster you get them. I suspect that Lotus should have an awful lot of them. Nature Clerics tend to do crazy things. But Tessa should have a bunch as well."

Tessa shrugged. "Nothing happens when I try skill as a command. Clerics might just get what their Gods give them."

Ophelia came over with a frown. "It says that feature isn't unlocked when I try. All I can get from the interface is a bunch of stat numbers that mean nothing to me. Except health and mana. Those show as a percentage."

Karl hadn't been paying any attention to those. He could see them as a pair of globes, red and blue, at the edge of his vision when he had the interface active, but they were just full, so he didn't think about them.

Besides, it was usually pretty obvious when you got stabbed or beat with a club. Health was a relative thing. He didn't need a globe to tell him when he'd been getting his ass kicked.

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