Chapter 18: Better Flow

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Now that he knew what was going on, an evil plot set in Silva's heart. See, there was one thing he didn't like, and that was the fact that over the years, Mike had used other people in the feud. Mike would always aim to use people to attack Silva, but Silva always turned it back on him. Silva had made it sort of an oath that whenever Mike used someone against him, he would use that same person to hit Mike hard. Right now, he was pissed because this girl had nothing to do with them, yet Mike had gone ahead to tarnish his name to her. Now she was hating him for no particular reason. His pride stood in the way of letting this go, and so he would have to take care of this. "I stand with Silva on this one," Rock said. "I don't think he wants us dead. Rather, he wants us to get the best out of this labyrinth, he wants us to gain more resources." "I'm also with Silva on this one. I'd rather go to the left and fight to better my abilities," Roy agreed. "Then the majority has it, let's head left," Quin said and went into the left cave. Mike was pissed at this decision. He wanted to lash out, but he couldn't, so he reluctantly followed into the left path. It didn't take up to a minute since they started the path, goblins charged their way, holding their rusted-out weapons. Silva took out his sword; he took his stance beside Quin. "I'll back you up, Quin," Silva said. Quin nodded and charged ahead with Silva right behind him. "Roy, provide general cover for us," Quin yelled. "The rest of you, hold the midline and protect Roy." The goblins moved to surround Quin and get to his back, but Silva intercepted them. 'Seems like brother Quin has some pretty good skills in his arsenal as well,' Silva thought. Quin dashed forward. The goblin panicked as it saw Quin. It swung its blades carelessly; Quin dodged to the side and then slashed, cutting the goblin in two. He spun around as soon as he cut through the goblin and threw his sword. The sword penetrated the head of an archer goblin that was behind him and about to shoot. He drew the sword out and looked around. There were still quite a few goblins around, but they had become cautious, or in better terms, they were scared. "If you won't come to me, I'll come to you," Quin said and dashed at a small group of three goblins. They quickly held their swords up to fight. But the fear in their eyes could not be hidden. Quin smiled when he saw that fear. He drove his sword and used the same skill as before, killing three of them in what looked like a single thrust. Silva had been watching Quin fight even as he fought; he saw when Quin smiled. Quin hardly ever smiled, no matter what; he tried to keep a calm expression at all times. But just some seconds ago, Silva saw it—he saw his brother smile. 'So that's what gets you happy—the thrill of battle, the joy of winning,' Silva thought to himself. "What was the point of his asking us to protect Roy if none of the goblins even got through?" Rock said with a sour expression. "If this keeps up, we will not be able to gather any experience. The captain normally allows us to work as a team, and we all grow. Now that Silva is here, he is working with him rather than us. It pisses me off," Roxy said. "You can't deny it; they have a better flow than when we are with the captain," Rock said.

Chapter 18: Better Flow

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