Redo! Last Chance for a Dying World!

Chapter 139: Duel

"Don't you regret this when you have to give up that pretty rock!" Jack screamed as he ran at Geth.

Geth just chuckled at the boy. His Foresight Talent showed him a vague outline of the weapon's trajectory.

He just waited for the young man to get close and side-stepped the wide blade at the last moment. Geth couldn't help but reach up and flick the man's forehead as he passed.

A light giggle was heard from back near the edge of the tent. Geth glanced over and saw Sindri standing at the entrance and wearing her armor.

Geth put on a broad smile and waved to her. She covered her mouth as another cute giggle escaped and waved back to him.

These actions didn't go unnoticed by Jack. His face flushed even further, and he lashed out wildly with his blade.

Geth easily avoided his strikes. He could tell that each of the young man's swings aimed to kill.

'Good, this young man has resolve,' Geth thought as he gave him another thump in the head. 'Too bad he's an idiot.'

The blade swung for Geth's legs. He activated Time Delay on all four of those present.

The sword slowed to a crawl as it lost most of its momentum. Geth hopped lightly onto the wide blade as if it were a platform and canceled the ability.

The sword resumed its pace, the sharp edge meeting nothing but air. As Jack tried to locate his target, gasps could be heard from the three others.

Geth sat atop the blade that was already positioned to the young man's side. He chuckled inwardly and thumped the young man on the back of the head.

Jack angrily snapped his head sideways to find Geth standing on top of his sword. His cheeks burned bright red when he realized the man was just toying with him.

He tried to launch Geth off of the sword. Geth disappeared briefly and showed up in front of him again. 

Jack's jaw dropped. 'Teleportation? No way!'

"That's not fair!" Jack whined and pointed his sword at Geth again. "Quit running away if you have any balls!"

Geth raised his eyebrows, 'What an irritating guy.'

"Fine, I won't move from this spot. Put everything you have into the next swing."

Geth planted himself steady and waited for the meathead to react. It only took a second for the young man to change his attitude.

Jack beamed as if he'd already won. Geth watched the young man's Mana change as his skin turned a light shade of red.

His muscles began to twitch and grow slightly more prominent. Even his height seemed to increase by a few inches.

"Jack, no!" Sindri yelled, but it was already too late.

Jack swung his blade directly for Geth's neck. It moved from its initial position so fast that a slight 'boom' could be heard.

Geth smiled and lifted his hand between his neck and the sharp edge of the sword. A small explosion occurred as his palm and the blade's sharp edge made contact.

BOOOOM!

A light wind extended in all directions, stirring up dirt and shaking the high branches of the surrounding trees. The three onlookers covered their eyes as the pressure almost knocked them back.

The dust settled down around the two men quickly. Geth was standing in front of a panting Jack. 

His hand held on to the sword as if it were a butter knife. He looked at the young man with a light smile and let go of the blade.

Jack almost dropped to the ground as the sudden weight of the sword took over. He looked up at the robed man incredulously.

"You... Really didn't move."

Geth smiled and tossed the Strength stone over to the huffing boy. 

Jack looked at him in disbelief.

"But I didn't win!" He cried.

"I never said you had to win." Geth turned his palm to show the young man. A long scratch quickly healed up before his eyes.

"The deal was, you had to scratch me. That wasn't an awful move, kid."

Geth turned to walk away. He looked back before his first step.

"Just keep something in mind. If that were a real fight, you would have died the moment that strike failed."

"Wait! Don't leave." 

It was actually Jack who spoke again, which surprised him.

"I can't consider that a win. We'll take you with us back to the Dungeon. Just let me fight you again one day!"

Geth turned his head and met with the determined eyes of the young man. The hostility was gone entirely and had been replaced with a look of respect.

"Deal."

Geth sat back in his seat on the log. Sindri rushed over and grabbed his hand.

Jack's face flushed a bit, but he didn't get angry. Sindri pulled a piece of cloth out of her storage item and dabbed it on Geth's hand.

"There's barely even a scar..." She muttered.

Geth allowed her to finish cleaning the blood off his palm before turning to the rest. He liked the group. Even with Jack's little outburst, he knew they were good people.

"All right, do you have any questions for me before we head out?"

Rift spoke up first, "What Level are you?"

"Fifty-Two."

The group sucked in their breaths. It seemed they weren't prepared for that answer.

'Albus, can they not see my Level?'

'Your Mental Sphere is too strong for your information to be seen by those weaker than you.'

'Ah, I see,' He thought. "Any other questions?"

"How strong was the monster that made that hole?" Sindri asked a bit timidly, "Are... We going to have to fight things like that?"

Sigh

"Yes. I hate to say it, but you will eventually have to fight creatures like that. It was a Level 70 World Boss."

"A World Boss? How come we haven't heard of anything like that before?" Jack asked.

"It was a unique circumstance. It's one of the reasons that I want to meet all of your schoolmates. I'm working on building a small community."

"You own a Dungeon, too?"

Geth nodded, "Valhalla."

"Wait.... You're THAT Geth? The one on top of the leaderboards?!" Peter cried out.