Chapter 39: Invincible.

Kirito accepted Dragon's offer and the three made a party to raid dungeons and Boss Rooms together, their ferocity and reckless manner of fighting earned them the moniker of 'Black Hounds'. Dragon had personally found the name quite interesting and started using it as their party name.

Being in human contact and being supported by Frost and Dragon Kirito was able to come out of the shadows of remorse and guilt to steel his resolve and fight to clear this game. They found the tip on 'Nicholas the Renegade' and went to the place where it would spawn.

"Hey, it's rude to tail people, didn't I ever mention that to you, Klein?" Dragon said looking at the woods.

"Just wanted to lend a hand in hopes for a custom armor, free of charge of course, since I hear you have some nice materials," Klein said shamelessly.

"Give me three sets of fleece from the 31st Floor Jungle Boss, and we call it even," Frost said mercilessly.

"How on earth did you think I have three of those, do I look that rich to you?" Klein shrugged.

"No, I am asking you to get them for me, old-fashioned hunting way, get me that and I will make that armor." Frost gave his statement.

"Guys, we have company." Kirito alerted.

"Shit, these bastards followed you, stupid Klein, add one more to fleece to the quote, because of your stupidity," Frost growled.

"Klein, you guys help Kirito with that Boss, me and Frost will deal with these idiots.!" Dragon shouted.

"You sure?" Kirito asked with concern looking at the numbers brought by the Holy Dragon Alliance.

"Don't worry, they might have an army, but we have a Frost!" Dragon chuckled.

Klein and his bunch followed Kirito to the Boss' Field.

"Dragon, sit back on this one. Let's see if they can entertain me a little," Frost looked at the party of 50 Players and smiled behind his mask, "let's dance."

He walked towards the players with his Kusarigama in his hands, his ice-blue eyes glowed behind the slits of his mask. The members of the Holy Dragon Alliance had already recognized them but still tried to take a chance thinking that they could handle the Black Duo with their overwhelming numerical advantage.

Well, it was two versus fifty, so one can't really blame them for thinking like that, but what happened next turned into a legend...

Seeing the charging figure of Frost, the party leader shouted, "he's coming, Tanks! Block him!"

The shield bearers moved front to make a three-man cell to block him out. Frost who had reached them laughed, "good, I applaud your strategizing" but he did not stop his charge, and continued, "but little gimmicks won't save you from me."

SLICE!

Frost lowered his body and rushed in with the sickle in his hand, while the weight at the other end of the chain was blinking like an afterimage as it looked like a choppers rotor. The chain coiled around the foot of the Tank in the center and with a sharp pull, Frost dragged the man out of formation and slashed his hand off, and jumped to the next to sever his leg and the other Tank's wrists.

He was not at all fazed as he faced a fifty-man team, he smoothly dodged their strikes and struck viciously, each attack reaping away a limb or two from the opponent's side. Frost danced around the battlefield as his sickle left slash marks on the poor victims before him.

Kicking the last man standing at least a few meters away, he looked down on his vanquished foes and snarled, "you hope to challenge me with such strength? I don't know if that's bravery or idiocy?"

"Don't blame them, you are probably the only person who can face a fifty-man party from the frontlines and still look down on them after destroying them." Dragon snickered, "Let's tie them up, we can sell them back to their Guild Leader for quite a pretty penny."

Kirito came out with a downcast expression and saw the miserable-looking members of the Holy Dragon Alliance.

"Did you guys really do all of this?" Klein asked with a trembling finger pointing at the tied-up bunch of idiots.

"Nah, that's all him, I did not move a muscle." Dragon shrugged and the others looked at Frost like they were looking at some monster.

"Hey, check it out! I got a Battle Skill." Frost called Dragon and the others to take a look.

[UNIQUE SKILL: INVINCIBLE.]

[PASSIVE SKILL: GRANTS THE USER 60% LIFE STEAL WHEN FIGHTING AGAINST GROUPS.]

[....]

"Whoa! what's up with that unfair skill? So envious!" Klein growled.

"Try taking on a party of 50 players from the Assault Team, maybe you will get it too." Dragon teased.

"I am not in a hurry to reach heaven, the fairies can wait." Klein spat.

"So, what happened to the item? was it a fake?" Frost asked.

"It's real but it's no good. It can only revive someone who died a few seconds ago, a single-use item." Kirito said with a dejected voice.

"Don't worry man, I'm sure we will find something or the other." Dragon consoled Kirito.

"Thanks, guys, thanks a lot for being there with me and helping me with this. But I think I should go back, I need some time alone." Kirito said throwing the item towards Frost.

Kirito left them and Klein looked at the tied-up bunch of idiots who were looking at them with fearful gazes, they were genuinely scared for their lives when they faced Frost. Many among them now had blank gazes as they were looking at the snow below them.

"Deal with them as you see fit, I can't be bothered with this bunch of weaklings." spat Frost before leaving them.

Dragon on the other hand looked at the teleporting figure of Frost as he sighed, "she is rubbing off on him more than I thought."

"Who?" asked a friend from Klien's group.

"A woman who can make Frost look cute in comparison when it comes to fighting, if she were to see this bunch she would spit at the sight and scowl like this, 'weakness disgusts me'. She was the one who taught him how to fight." spoke the far-gazing Dragon.

"There is a monster scarier than him out there somewhere, I wonder what did he does IRL..." Klein sighed.

"You idiot, you still don't know who we are?" asked a dumbfounded Dragon.

"How would I know, no one knows, and it's rude to ask people about IRL stuff in the game." Klein shrugged.

Dragon just lowered his mask and looked at Klein like he was a single-brain-celled organism.

"Y-You, Korogane? Wait, don't tell me..." Klein stuttered in revelation.

"Yes, I will tell you, that was Frost. The only idiot who did not have the common sense to not use his real name in a game." Dragon sighed again.

"How? I mean, he looked like a nice guy... How did turn out like that?" Klein.

"Well, he is a very impressionable person and he was living with a battle junkie woman under the same roof. You can probably guess the rest... He spent his days sparring with her, cooking for them, or making things for his hobby, so he is kind of like that, but once you know him, he is a really kind person." Dragon spoke.

"You mean to say that he had a woman living with him, he has a 'GIRL'friend?" Klein asked with an outraged expression.

Dragon smacked the idiot on his head and shouted, "out of everything I said, you point that part out first?"