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The Most Dangerous Gamer by chimmon
Books » Worm Rated: M, English, Adventure, OC, Bonesaw, Siberian, Words: 431k+, Favs: 3k+, Follows: 3k+, Published: Mar 8, 2021 Updated: Feb 27, 2023
1,306Chapter 3: Thrown Into the Deep End 2
"That's enough playing Ned. The sun is already setting." Jack Slash shook his head, while flipping a switchblade. "I'm bored. These people are no fun." He swung his blade down at Mrs. Peterson. She didn't make a sound as her body shuddered and stopped moving. "Is he a pass?"
Crawler rumbled "Yeah. He's not as quick as me, and he's not getting any stronger, but he's already pretty tough."
I looked at the last survivor Jack had just killed. Mrs. Peterson. She'd been a friend of my mom. She liked playing bridge and talking about her daughter who moved to El Paso. How long would it be until she found out? The Protectorate's Thinkers would probably get a list of everyone killed eventually. Would I be on it? Would Mrs. Peterson's daughter know what her mother went through. Would she even want to? Was ignorance bliss, or would the uncertainty gnaw at her?
I wanted to turn away. To not look at the people I'd killed. To try and put it out of my mind. Another notification about Gamer's Mind popped up. No. I had to do it. I had to face my sins. Even if nobody else knew or remembered what happened here, it was something I had to carry.
*A new quest has triggered: Keeper of the Dead
[Keeper of the Dead
There are some things you can't turn away from. Observe as many victims of Brooke's Creek as you can before leaving. 5/843
Success: Exp based on how many you Observe; ?]
5? There was Nancy, Tom, Mr. Price, and Mrs. Peterson... Oh. My power was counting me as a victim. Small comfort that. Alan Gramme was a victim, and look at him now. Still, I NEED to do this. To carry this weight. Even if it won't help anyone at all, at least I'll remember.
11/843
I Observe the remaining bodies on my way out of the store. I wondered how many survivors there were. I know that by the time the Slaughterhouse Nine left, that number would be zero. Could I save anyone? Assuming that I could find someone or be left on my own in order to do anything.
*A new quest has triggered: Hope Against Hope
[Hope Against Hope
Find someone, anyone and help them escape from the Slaughterhouse Nine.
Success: +1,000 Exp Failure: Possible reputation loss with the Slaughterhouse Nine.]
I didn't ask where we were going. We headed East, along the railroad tracks. I Observed everything that I could, picking up some new dead for my quest. It wasn't until we got to Bush Dr. and turned North that I realized our destination. The high school.
I was torn. My mom was a teacher. She started so that she would be around for my brother and me. To make sure we got the education we needed. After dad died, it helped her stay active. A small bud of hope bloomed in my chest. Rationally, I knew she was dead. In fact, I prayed she was and that it had been quick. Dying in the glass explosion would be best. I felt horrible thinking that, but honestly it would be a kinder fate than what awaited her if she was still alive.
A kinder fate for me as well. I had no illusions about what one of the next 'Tests' would be if she lived.
Sure enough, we got to the high school. Jack led us to the 2nd floor science room. Inside there was a little girl, splattered with blood, who was busy sawing into a former classmate of mine. Some stood like zombies along the wall. The rest were stacked like cordwood in adjacent classrooms. I wandered around Observing them all while the little girl hugged Jack. It could only be Bonesaw.
214/843
My wandering and internal musing was interrupted by a tap on my shoulder. A black and white stripped woman, naked as the day she was born stood behind me. She motioned and I followed her back to the lab.
"Strolling down memory lane?" Jack flashed me a wicked grin.
No point in hiding it. "I was looking for my mom."
His eyes brightened. "A teacher?" I nodded. "Did you find her?"
I pointed over my shoulder. "She was in the 3rd room. The 4th pile."
Jack's eyes narrowed. "And how does that make you feel? Happy? Angry? Sad?"
He was fishing for something. Why? I shrugged. This wasn't part of my power I could reasonably expect to hide. "She's just an NPC. Now that I'm a PC and the game's started. She's just part of my back story."
*Your acting skill has increased by +1.
"Oh? Do tell."
I nodded. "Life is a game. Before I was just an NPC like everyone else. Now I'm a cape. I have powers. I'm a main character now."
*Your acting skill has gained +1 level.
The best lies were those mixed with truth. I'm not sure where I'd heard that, but it seemed like good advice.
"Interesting." I did not like the smile Jack now had. "Riley dear meet our newest recruit. You know, I never did catch your name."
"Kevin."
"Lacks flair. If you pass everything, we'll give you something more appropriate." He motioned to the blond girl. "I'm assuming you're aware of Bonesaw's reputation. Why don't you introduce yourself and tell her about your powers."
I Observed her and the monochromatic woman.
[Riley Grace Davis (Bonesaw)
Surgery
Gender: Female
Age: 11
Race: Human (Parahuman)
Faction: Slaughterhouse Nine
Riley grew up with a loving family. She was happy, cute, and well behaved. Her life was almost ideal. Until the Slaughterhouse Nine invaded her town.
They hurt her family, and she rushed to get band aids. They broke their bones and she put on splints. They cut, she stitched. It amused them to watch her desperately try to save her parents, her brother, her dog.
After more than 24 straight hours of this, Riley Triggered. Her power let her see exactly what she needed to do to keep them alive. What damage the Nine caused, she fixed. So they moved her family to different rooms of the house. Forced her to run from one to another. Undoing her work. Damaging them in new ways.
She did her best. She kept them all alive for more than a week by some miracle. In the end, she just couldn't continue. They wouldn't stop. She had no energy left.
"Come on," Mister Jack whispered. "You can do it. Don't you love your mommy?"
Riley broke. She finally said "No. I don't love her." She gave up, and Jack was there to pick up the pieces. To forge her into his own little monster.
Even as Bonesaw, Riley tries to be a good girl. Just like her mother's final words asked of her. A good girl as her 6 year old mind saw things.]
[The Siberian
Projection
A constructed mass made from a power. Unaffected by physical forces or any parahuman ability that she chooses - with almost no exceptions.]
That... that's... my mind goes blank. Not from any external effect. I just can't comprehend the double-whammy of information I just got. Bonesaw, Riley, is like Mannequin, but worse. So much worse. I don't know how I can feel such a combination of pity and revulsion at the same time.
The Siberian is a projection? A projection more powerful than Alexandria? Immune to what? Everything? Her creator must be one of the most powerful parahumans on the planet. If his creation is this powerful, he could be anywhere in the world. He might not even know what the Siberian is up to? My mind reals, and I miss what Riley says. "I'm sorry. What was that?"
"I said." She stops her little foot. "I want your arm. Flesh that creates its own Breaker effect?" She hops up and down. "Please, please, give it to me!"
*A new quest has triggered: Riley's Request
[Riley's Request
Bonesaw wants your arm. That's all.
Success: Increased reputation with Bonesaw; ?
Failure: Decreased reputation with Bonesaw]
I pause. I can fail some of these and still pass the main quest. Still join the Nine and live. A moment ago, that's exactly what I would've done. But now, I look at the small girl in front of me. The vicious mass-murderer who's tortured hundreds, thousands of people - and I stop. Is her reputation worth so much? Wait, I already got a quest about her didn't I? I didn't check it when it came up, and honestly I'd forgotten about it.
[Bonesaw's Brother
The Slaughterhouse Nine are all monsters. Each and every one. But was that always the case? Does being a monster mean that you can't be redeemed? You'd better hope not. Raise Bonesaw's reputation to 500.
Success: An ally; triggers: Escape From the Slaughterhouse Nine quest]
Fuck. It was worth it. It's the single most valuable stat I could hope to grind.
"Well?" Jack smirks. "Don't keep the little miss waiting. Answer her."
I pull myself out of my daze and look down at Bonesaw, no Riley. I nod. "You can have it. I think we'll have to get Crawler to wear down my Breaker state before you can chop it off though."
She giggles. "We don't need to do that. Plus I want it in your Breaker form. Sibby? Would you be so kind?"
What?
The Siberian grabs my right shoulder, and casually rips my arm off!
I scream and fall to the ground.
*Error! Gamer's Body negated.
*Fatal Bleeding negated by Gamer's Body.
*Riley's Request complete! +100 Reputation with Bonesaw. +10 Reputation with Siberian. +1,000 Exp. Rapid Regeneration perk unlocked.
*The Nine Tests of Highly Effective Monsters 3/8; 3/8 *By performing a new task, you have created the Pain Resistance skill.
*Blackout negated by Gamer's Mind.
*Pain Resistance has gained +1.
*Blackout negated by Gamer's Mind.
*Pain Resistance has gained +1.
*Blackout negated by Gamer's Mind.
*Pain Resistance has gained +1.
*Blackout negated by Gamer's Mind.
*Pain Resistance has gained +1.
*Blackout negated by Gamer's Mind.
*Pain Resistance has gained +1.
*Blackout negated by Gamer's Mind.
*Pain Resistance has gained +1.
*Blackout negated by Gamer's Mind.
*Pain Resistance has gained +1.
*Blackout negated by Gamer's Mind.
*Pain Resistance has gained +1.
*Blackout negated by Gamer's Mind.
*Pain Resistance has gained +1.
*Blackout negated by Gamer's Mind.
*Pain Resistance has gained +1.
My throat doesn't go hoarse. I don't stop to inhale. I scream and scream, until the pain starts to fade. I check my character sheet. 55% pain reduction. I guess I'm able to stand having about half my arm torn off. Yay.
I stagger to my feet. It's a lot harder than I'd though with only one arm. Jack, Riley, and the Siberian are all looking at me with various amounts of interest. Remember, I have to keep on Bonesaw's good side. No yelling at the tiny traumatized psychopath.
*You gain +1 Cha.
"My apologies, Riley. I didn't mean to cause such a scene. I hope my arm proves interesting to you." Jack did call her Riley right? I'm pretty sure no one has said 'Bonesaw' out loud.
*Your acting skill has increased by +1.
* +5 reputation with Bonesaw.
"That really hurt didn't it?" She cranes her neck to look at what's left of my shoulder.
I kneel down to give her a better view. "I thought I could handle it. Ever since I triggered, I haven't felt pain until then."
* +5 reputation with Bonesaw.
"Really?" She pokes my open wound. "How'd you scream for 5 minutes straight?"
"My Breaker state I guess."
"Wow! I can't wait to cut open your arm." She spins around to climb on a stool and strap my detached arm to a table. A sharp looking scalpel barely leaves a mark. Riley leans down and frowns. "There shouldn't be any external marking..." Her frown deepens as she moves over to the pool of blood my severed arm is making. Another cut, this time to the inside and she sighs. "Brute not Breaker." She steps down and walks over to Jack, putting her hands on her hips. "You said his Breaker state couldn't be turned off!"
Jack shrugs. "It's not off is it pumpkin?" He casually flicks his knife in my direction.
-1 HP
"It just didn't stay on when separated. Live and learn." He smiles. Did he just manipulate Bonesaw and the Siberian into chopping my arm off? Why? My hatred of him grows a little bit more. "No point crying over spilled milk. Siberian, you're up."
The zebra colored woman turns to me and smiles.
Jack chuckles. "It's always the same with you." He turns to me. "I suppose I should explain her test, since our little unstoppable lady here isn't keen on speaking." He rolls his eyes. "She's going to chase you for three days and three nights. If she catches you, she'll eat one of your finger joints."
*A new quest has triggered: Don't Feed the Zebra
[Don't Feed the Zebra
The Siberian likes to play with her food. The bad news is that you don't have a chance. The good news is that she isn't really trying, and that she actually likes you a little! If only you hadn't just lost half of her treats. Time limit: 72 hours.
Success: +500 exp; +10 Reputation with Siberian; ?]
That son of a bitch! I swear, I'll kill him if it's the last thing I do.
*A new quest has triggered: Best Served Cold
[Best Served Cold
Kill Jack Slash.
Success: variable EXP based on the time elapsed; ?]
I keep my character's face calm. I need to limit the information Jack gets from me.
*Your acting skill has increased by +1.
I hold up my single remaining arm. "Wait just a few seconds please." The Siberian tilts her head, but doesn't attack me. I take this as a good sign. "Riley, since my arm is just a Brute arm now, may I please have it back?"
"What? No!" She pulls my arm from the table and hugs it, slightly shielding it with her body. "You gave it to me! It's mine!"
* -5 Reputation with Bonesaw.
"I don't mean for nothing." Her scowl lessens. "If my arm won't work, why don't you just experiment on me?"
"Really?!"
* +10 Reputation with Bonesaw.
"Really. Just, we'll discuss things first ok? I want to know what my power does just as much as you, but I'd prefer to take it perhaps a tad more slowly."
"Hmmmm..." She furrows her brow and brings her hand to her mouth, which looks very disturbing considering her gloves are covered in blood. "Okay!" She nods and offers up my arm to me with both hands.
* +20 Reputation with Bonesaw.
I take my arm and hold it to the stump. Nothing. "Oh well. Ready?" The Siberian nods. I jump out the remains of the window while shouting: "Go!"
She's waiting for me when I land. Wordlessly I hold up my severed arm. She smiles and bites off a 3rd of a finger.
Oh, thank God.
She then grabs my left had and brings my pinky up to her mouth. Shit.
*Error! Gamer's Body negated.
*Heavy Bleeding negated by Gamer's Body.
*Pain Resistance has gained +1.
The Siberian smiles at me while she slowly chews her double meal. No point in wasting the few reputation points I've gotten from her. I nod... and book it as fast as I can.
* +5 Reputation with Siberian.
...
*Don't Feed the Zebra complete! +500 exp. +10 Reputation with Siberian. Summoning Perk unlocked!
*The Nine Tests of Highly Effective Monsters 4/8; 4/8
That leaves me 100 exp away from leveling up. I slide down against the wall of a building.
She had eaten my severed hand's fingers first. I think she ate part of my pinky as a warning, or it might've been a joke. Hell, for all I know the insane, invincible projection was flirting. Regardless she only caught me 3 times after she finished off my 'leftovers'. It was enough to lose all of my pinky and the tip of my ring finger. I think she eased up towards the end. It might have been because I'd left her my entire arm after its fingers were gone. I'm pretty sure she ate the whole thing, since it took her longer than average to catch me the next time. Never got a resistance skill against whatever she was. I did get 4 more levels of pain resistance. So... there's that.
I currently had a number of ever-worsening physical statuses. Gamer's Mind was keeping me awake and alert, but Gamer's Body was trying to get me to go to bed. My massive Con was all that kept me going. I'd have to thank Crawler.
The 72 hours of running for my fingers had produced some nice gains. My agility had gone from 8 to 32. Not fast enough to evade the Siberian, but I think she started to have to work for it at the end. I'm pretty sure I qualified as a Mover now. I also put on +2 points of strength, and +5 more con. What's more, the demented game of 'Hide and Seek' also raised my Perception by +12! Compared to that, the smattering of skill level ups didn't seem to matter as much.
My 3 day chase had also allowed me to explore almost every where. Never saw anyone alive that the Nine hadn't already caught, but I managed to Observe them, and plenty of dead people as well. My quest total went from 214/843 to 813/843. Just 30 people that are unaccounted for. 2 and a half dozen that I *might* be able to save.
Gamer's Mind handled the paranoia debuff I'd gotten from constantly looking over my shoulder, only to run into the Siberian right in front of me.
What's more, I know she had a good time. I'd gotten +50 Reputation with her over the course of the chase. Odd that an effect from a power has a reputation gauge, but I guess she is the most powerful projection on Earth. Make sense that she'd have to be sapient in order to operate without a master.
I need to take a nap to recover from the Con penalties I was currently suffering. I doubted I was going to get a chance. Jack wasn't the sort to ease up when his target isn't doing well. Riley's past confirmed that, as if I didn't already know it.
Before someone came to find me, I took the time to review the 2 new perks I qualified for. Not that I had any points to unlock them.
[Rapid Regeneration
Recover HP equal to your level times your Con every minute. Recover from other physical injuries and debuffs slowly when at max HP.]
Ok. I know what I'm taking when I get a Perk.
[Summoning
Unlocks the summoning ability. Effective Str is dependent on Int. Effective Con is dependent on Wis. Effective Dex is dependent on Per. Max stats are dependent on summoning skill level. May be combined with other powers.]
If I wasn't missing an arm, I'd pick this first. It sounds like a versatile and powerful ability. Assuming, that is, I was able to summon things like bears and not chipmunks.
As a rested, wondering if I could actually sneak in a nap before the next fight for my life happened, I saw a person walking down the street. He was 7' or taller, shirtless, and even from here I could see his face was a mask of scars. I Observed him.
[Sam Bones (Hatchet Face)
Nullification
Gender: Male Age: 31 Race: Human (Parahuman)
Faction: Slaughterhouse Nine
Same Bones was never very bright. He grew up in Grand Rapids, Michigan where he was a popular jock. His dreams of going pro never planned out, and life out of high school just got worse and worse.
As is common, he fell in with the wrong crowd. His size allowed him to be muscle for a small time gang. He was indoctrinated into their ideology that capes were evil. Taking the place of the rightful humans like them. Life improved for a bit. Then a rival gang moved in on their territory. As the muscle, Sam stepped up to the masked man who'd knocked down their hideout's wall.
He was beat to an inch of his life before he Triggered. His newfound power stripped his assailant's protections and gave him the strength and toughness to ensure that nobody was ever stronger than him again. Empowered by his killing of an evil cape. Sam took the axe he'd always used as an intimidation tool, and cut a bloody swath through the opposing gang. When his former friends turned their backs on him for being a cape, he killed them too.
Alone and angry, Sam took on the name 'Hatchet Face' and made his public debut by killing a hero on live television. He loves killing capes, especially Brutes.]
Oh right, I heard of him. Didn't realize he was a member of the Nine. Not their most well-known monster.
*A new quest has triggered: Hatchet Face's Grudge
[Hatchet Face's Grudge
Hatchet Face wants to kill you. If you become a member, he'll just put you on the back-burner to kill later. Survive until he gives up.
Bonus: Kill Hatchet Face.
Success: +500 exp; -50 Reputation with Hatchet Face; ?
Bonus Success: +2,000 exp; -50 Reputation with Hatchet Face; ?]
Ok, I can do this. I'm tough, I'm fast, I'm average strength. Hatchet Face didn't say a word as he walked up to me. When he stepped on the lawn of the house I was leaning against, my Observe window vanished.
Right. I'm remembering now. The cape bogey man who can negate your powers and kill you like you were nothing more than a normal person. I jump to my feet and bounce a few times. I feel good. Still quicker and more agile than before the Siberian started my impromptu workout.
Hatchet Face lunged. He was quicker than he looked, but he moved in slow motion compared to barbie zebra. I danced away, staying just out of reach. Our silent fight continued as neither of us bothered to talk.
Surviving would be easy. Crawler and the Siberian had put me through grinding hell. The problem was, I didn't have any sort of offense. Even if I could grab a knife from somewhere and get a lucky hit in his eye or something - I doubt it'd actually hurt him at all. I could try finding a car and run him over.
No. If I remember correctly, his Brute rating is plenty high enough to ignore something like that. I frowned. He didn't negate the stat gains I'd gotten, but I wasn't sure about Gamer's Mind or Gamer's Body. I didn't want to find out either. Hell, I bet I couldn't even grind stat boosts from this asshole.
I ran.
He charged after me. I was quicker, and ducked into a house via it's empty window. He charged through the wall, doing a piss poor Kool-aid-man impression. I left through the back, and he followed.
*Perception check passed.
Huh?
That car, it's wrecked. Crashed into a tree. Must've happened when Shatterbird sang. The odd thing was that there was no blood trail leading from it. Someone must've been it in when it crashed, but I didn't see anyone in the driver's seat. If they had been driving when the glass shattered, there's no way they weren't lacerated. So no blood trail meant that they hadn't left on their own or been dragged away.
I need to move away from it, before someone smarter than Hatchet Face picked up on what I'd noticed.
I needed him angry, which didn't seem like a hard trick to pull off. I only had four fingers left, but one was sufficient to get my message across. Our path of destruction ran past the high school. I kept going for another block, weaving between parked cars. He just bulldozed his way through.
I veered to the left, ducking into another building. He followed like the moron he was. As he demolished the wall, I threw a bucket of water at his feet. Lack of friction's a bitch when you weigh a ton and are going at full tilt.
Fuckhead slipped and slid into the pool. The water was red from where someone had been murdered. Not sure who, it was a school day when this all started. He fell into the water, refusing to drop his stupid axe. I jumped in and pulled the back of his head down.
I had no illusions about how much stronger than me he was, but I didn't need to forcibly hold him down, just confuse him. It only takes half a cup of water to drown. If you gasp when falling into a pool you get a lot more than that.
A one-armed wimp verses a giant with super strength isn't a fair fight. But I never had to win, just delay. I needed to keep him underwater as long as possible. It takes a full minute for an adult to drown. (Thank you swim class.) So all I had to do was keep him from getting his bearing for 60 seconds.
My lungs started to burn a little bit. The urge to breath was still a faint trickle. Looks like Gamer's Body was down, but my Con would allow me to hold my breath for a long time. Not that I had a chance to check it. Hatchet Face's movements began to slow. Keeping him underwater was proving simpler than I had thought. I seemed to have negative buoyancy, and he wasn't much better. As long as I was a literal lodestone around his neck this would work.
Suddenly, there was a HP gauge by him. Like my other windows, I knew what it said without actually having to read it. His power was gone or weakening. Was he unconscious? Not that I cared. The quest is to kill him.
I was also starting to take damage, but at a much slower rate than Hatchet Face. I ideally wondered if my Murderer title was helping.
*You have defeated Hatchet Face! You gain +4,000 exp!
*By performing a special action, your 'Murderer' title has improved.
*Hatchet Face's Grudge complete! +2,500 Exp. -100 Reputation with Hatchet Face. +10 Reputation with Jack Slash. Power Drain Perk has been unlocked.
*The Nine Tests of Highly Effective Monsters 5/8; 5/8 *By performing a special action, Gamer's Body has become more resistant to power nullification effects.
*You have leveled up! You gain +5 ability points!
*You have leveled up! You gain +5 ability points!
I awkwardly try to swim towards the shallow end before giving up and walking. Once there, I use the stairs to exit the pool. At the edge Jack and Riley are waiting. The blond man claps. "Marvelous. The instant use of lethal force, the spectacle. I give you an 8.3."
I shrug, an gesture that doesn't look quite right with only one shoulder. "It's easy to kill a moron. It's the smart ones you have to look out for."
A smile slowly appears on Jack's face. "Too true. Too true." He reaches into a pocket and pulls out a walkie talkie. "Shatterbird darling, could you come to the pool and pull poor Hatchet Face out. He seems to have slipped and drowned."
Of course. That's why I still have a reputation track with him. With Bonesaw right here, it's not like he's really going to die. Probably lose a few brain cells at least, and he can hardly spare those. So I count it as a moral victory.
Now I had a more pressing issue. If I was right, and someone was hiding in that car's trunk, they'd need food and water. What was the rule of 3? 3 minutes without air. 3 days without water. 3 weeks without food.
I needed more carrying capacity. I put +1 point in strength.
As I walked past the concessions stand, I inventoried 9 bottles of water. Now to get back there without anyone noticing. And fast too. It'd already been 78 hours since my town was invaded. Even if the survivor had water in the trunk when this all started, they'd still be in bad shape now.
*Your acting skill has increased by +1.
[Kevin Greenhouse
The Gamer
Gender: Male
Age: 15
Race: Human (Parahuman)
Faction: None
Title: Murderer II (+100% damage to helpless targets)
Level: 4 (3400/4000 Exp)
Mover: 4
Shaker: 0
Brute: 5
Breaker: 10
Master: 0
Tinker: 0
Blaster: 0
Thinker: 5
Striker: 0
Changer: 0
Trump: 5
Stranger: 4
HP: 325 (132)
MP: 124
Primary Attributes
STR: 11
AGI: 32
CON: 60 (21)
INT: 19
PER: 20
WIS: 12
CHA: 10
LUC: 5
Unspent Points: 62
Traits:
Gamer's Body lvl Max
Gamer's Mind lvl Max
Observe lvl 1
Inventory lvl 2
Perks Selected (0/0):
None
Perks Available:
Solid as a Rock
Rapid Regeneration
Summoning
Power Drain
Skills:
Acting: 11
Athletics: 21
Basic Academics: 2
Computers: 1
Damage Resistance (Acid): 100 - 100%
Damage Resistance (Disease): 100 - 100%
Damage Resistance (Physical): 25 - 95.6%
Damage Resistance (Poison): 100 - 100%
Pain Resistance: 16 - 80%
Parahuman Lore: 3
Video Games: 26
Ongoing Quests:
Bonesaw's Brother 155/500
The Nine Tests of Highly Effective Monsters 5/8 5/8
Passing on the Torch
Keeper of the Dead 813/843
Hope Against Hope
Best Served Cold
Debuffs:
Tired x10: -10 Con
Exhausted x10: -20 Con
Dead on your feet x3: -9 Con
Physical Deformity x3]
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