“Weak intellect, huh?” Anarchy stated darkly as he opened his menu, “have fun with my weak intellect.” He pushed a button and stepped aside.
Suddenly a yellow light honed in on Butterfli3 and the Jötunn let out a low bellow.
“What did you do?!” you yelled at Anarchy from behind Butterfli3.
“Me? Oh, I merely gave my Jötunn a target. He won’t stop now until Butterfli3 is no more.”
“Y-you can’t do that, you cheating whore!” you screamed.
“Young lady, someone needs to domesticate that tongue…I will take it upon myself to complete that task,” Anarchy said with a smirk.
Quick as a flash, Butterfli3 shot forward and disappeared, reappearing behind Anarchy with his blade pressed up against Anarchy’s throat.
“You lay one finger on my girl and I will have your head. Don’t think it is beyond me to take out you and your Jötunn,” Butterfli3 rasped in the shocked male’s ear.
“I-I’d like you see you try,” Anarchy replied in an unintentionally shaky voice, thoroughly alarmed by Butterfli3’s words but trying to play it cool in front of you.
“Mark my words,” Butterfli3 said as he released Anarchy and walked back to you.
“Don’t worry, O/N, I’Il be done soon. Wait for me in the stands and if he does anything to you, don’t hesitate to call to me and I will come immediately.”
You nodded and kissed him on the cheek.
“Good luck,” you whispered.
“I have you. Therefore I have all the luck I need,” he replied as he took your hand and squeezed it.
You smiled and backed away as he pulled his hood up over his head and turned to face the Jötunn that had been standing somewhat impatiently a bit behind Anarchy.
Anarchy opened his menu again and with a few flicks and clicks, prepared to release his Jötunn from semi tamed to wild.
The minute he released his beast it shot forward and crashed right through Butterfli3.
“Through?!” you gasped as you walked quickly backwards, keeping your eyes on the fight.
“The Jötunn is a creature of the undead, able to phase through objects while dealing damage,” Anarchy replied your gasp, “works beautifully with the glitch that is already present,” he added.
You grit your teeth and refused to acknowledge him, keeping your eyes on the fight and detailing the damage between the two fighters. The Jötunn’s health bar still seemed healthy but Butterfli3’s had taken a serious hit that time- despite having his sword drawn and using it.
“This isn’t good..” you thought as you backed far enough away to turn and walk up the stairs into the stadium, “If the Jötunn is able to deal damage even though it phases, there needs to be at least once part of it that stays solid during the fight so it can make contact.”
You watched helplessly as Butterfli3 tried to attack the creature time and time again, only to have it phase through his attacks and deal a serious amount of damage to his body.
“Marvelous, isn’t it?” Anarchy sneered, “I tried to bring an even HIGHER level monster down but unfortunately the coding changes for levels above 70. They must have bought in a different programming team for the last 29 levels.” He mused, just a bundle of confidence now that his Jötunn had the upper hand and you seethed quietly from beside him. “I mean, it certainly helped to know Butterfli3’s stats. You can imagine my surprise and delight when I saw that he was only level 63!” Anarchy cackled. “Makes this all the more fun!”
You bristled. “At least he’s not a level 69 asshole like YOU!”
“Ahh, I do like this wild side.” Anarchy coo’d as he slid closer to you, “It will make taming you all the more fun.”
“You can go and slide your whack ass back over that way, boy, before I throw hands,” you shot at him, your top lip curling into an almost snarl, “you know getting Butterfli3’s information is cheating. EVERYTHING you’ve done is cheating. When he beats your cheating ass, victory is going to be that much sweeter.”
“WHEN?” Anarchy shot back, “When he beats me? My dear… take another look at his health bar. Your beloved Butterfli3 is most certainly not going to win.”
You looked back at the fight between the Jötunn and Butterfli3 and your heart sank.
The Jötunn’s health bar was sitting somewhere around 90% but Butterfli3’s had just dropped another bit and his bar had turned orange, indicating he was somewhere just under half way, around 48%.
Swallowing thickly, you balled your fists up.
“He can’t lose. Butterfli3 never loses!” you screamed internally.
Butterfli3 changed tactics multiple times but each time was useless against the Jötunn’s phase attack and he dropped back for the fifth time, panting, his health bar dropping quicker and quicker each round.
As he went down on one knee, you stood up worriedly.
“No…No… Butterfli3, you can do it!” You screamed out.
Butterfli3 opened his menu quickly and clicked something before closing it and dropping his head and Anarchy let out a loud victorious laugh.
“FINISH HIM, JÖTUNN!” he shouted from beside you.
The beast lunged forward toward the still kneeling Butterfli3 and your heart leapt into your throat.
Just as the Jötunn made contact with Butterfli3 you heard him yell ‘weapon switch’ and a white cloud engulfed the fighting pair, coupled with a loud wind sound, shaking the arena violently.
“What on earth?” You yelled, confused.
You blinked and tried to focus on where the fighting pair had gone and through the white mist you noted, with joy, that the Jötunn’s health bar had dropped significantly.
“He hit him!” you squealed, your head whipping over to look at Anarchy.
The cheating player was sitting there with mouth agape, his face pale and fear ridden.
“What’s up with you? Can’t handle your beast getting its ass kicked?” you shot cheekily.
“….no…that can’t be….he can’t have that! It’s impossible!” Anarchy whispered, dumbfound, eyes glued to Butterfli3, “that’s an impossible quest!”
“What the fuck are you on about now?” you groaned, “what ‘impossible quest’?”
As the white cloud cleared you heard the Jötunn screech and back up in terror as Butterfli3 pushed himself up to standing again, holding a blazing white sword that had an eternal fire coarsing around it.
“Ooh, cool sword!”you gushed.
“You know nothing, don’t you?” Anarchy shot, “that’s the holy sword of light!”
“….cool sword…” you repeated, “that’s what I’m calling it.”
“How the FUCK did he get the HSL!” Anarchy spat, “I tried to hack that quest to get it myself but I couldn’t! Everyone who has tried to complete that quest failed! HOW DOES HE HAVE IT?!” The irate male raged, clutching his head.