"Saras Gayen! Are you reading those dusty old books again?" Nina Gayen's shout preceded her entrance as she banged open the door to her son's room. As she expected, she found Saras sitting on his bean bag, holding a paperback copy of World History: The Ancient Civilizations. She snatched the book from his hands and tossed it into the pile of other books covering a range of topics from politics to economics related to Earth. "Look at Ellie's daughter, Stivi. She has already reached Level 3 in the Dreamverse VR within two hours of its launch. Why are you still lounging at home?" "I am not lounging! I am studying History…" Saras protested, looking at the book pile before turning his gaze towards his mother. She stood with her hands on her hips, glaring at him as if he had committed a grave sin by not entering the game as soon as it was launched. "You are turning 25 this year. If you don't play the Dreamverse VR now and join a good guild, how will you find a wife?" Thus started his journey as he once again navigated the VR scene through the mysterious game Dreamverse VR that was said to hold the keys to Human Evolution.
Doran's speed was much higher than what Samar had expected. Samar released Little Blighter, and quickly retreated, trying to aim a Frostbiter at his agile enemy.
Samar quickly found that this opponent was very different from any other foe he had ever faced. For example, take the Silverback Primate he challenged just a few hours ago.
The Mini Boss had large movements and very obvious attacks. It was easy to predict its movements and shoot arrows in its attack's path, ensuring they would not miss.
Doran, on the other hand, was in a completely different league. He moved like a ghost, zig-zagging his way towards Samar. The Cannibal Warblade's movements were precise and his evasive maneuvers effective in confusing the Archer.
The Vedic Archer wasted precious few seconds to aim at his enemy, allowing the Saberelf to cross more than half the distance between two. Although the seconds were lost, Samar figured out his foe's pattern and found his aim.