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Cross-World Mixology: Bartending For Another World

Every few days somewhere in another world a bar opens up for 3 days and nights only and disappears on the 4th day. The owner and his apprentice makes drinks for any race whether you're a king, a monster, the undead, or anyone else and to anyone who accepts hospitality to be in the bar of otherworldly tastes, a bar named the Phantom Cat. Some say the owner has a secret that his own people don't know except his regulars. What secret could it be?

Sandwich_Author · Fantasy
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118 Chs

Training For The Inevitable

Another day, another grind. Today me and Michael are conducting training sessions to keep us in tip top shape. So far we're doing well. We begin by doing some sparring sessions between us. 

The room we're in is apparently in the basement which still boggles me how big is this house's basement and its able to teleport the entire thing through worlds?! Back to where we are, we focus on hand-to-hand combat for today's session. Me and Michael are pretty much equal here since we're both the same but we challenge ourselves to try different styles to differentiate ourselves from one another when fighting.

Surprisingly Michael picks a fighting style for his aggressive way of how to use his power. I guess I'm on the conservative side of fighting keeping distance is what I prefer. Of course power isn't lacking between us but we can fight the way we want with interchangeable results between me and Michael.

"Hey you fight quite well for a pacifist." Said Michael.