Hive Knight: A Dark Fantasy LitRPG (Trinity of the Hive Book 1) by Grayson Sinclair (black authors fiction txt) 📕

“Alistair, I need healing.”

“Obviously,” he replied with a cheeky grin, his dull green eyes lighting up with humor. “I don’t have time to do this properly, so it’ll have to be fast and hard.”

“Bet you say that to all the girls,” I said with a laugh.

He chuckled but didn’t respond as he built a quick version of Full Heal. Oh, this is going to hurt. In three seconds, he’d primed the basics of the spell, but due to the haste, he couldn’t build it properly. Pain made my eyes water and sent my head spinning as my skin stitched itself closed, and my wounds healed. I ground my teeth to keep from screaming, and by the time I let out a breath, it was over, and my health bar was back in the green.

“Thanks,” I said, pulling out a mana potion and tossing it to him. “Drink up before you deplete your mana.”

He nodded and lifted a shaky hand to uncap the potion and chug the contents. I put Alistair out of mind and focused on the dragon. We’d been fighting for a good while now, and it was still standing firm. Need to pull out all the stops here.

“Gil, step back and let me take over!” I yelled, rushing in.

Gil rolled out of the way of a quick swipe, and I stepped in.

The storm dragon bellowed and swung wide at me. Praying my timing was right, I dipped my shoulder as its claws passed a millimeter from my face. Activating Rush Strike, a gust of wind swept at my back and propelled me forward at breakneck speed. The radiant blues of its belly were in my face before I knew it, and I hastily drew my hunting knife. I plunged it deep in between its thick scales and used it as a steppingstone to get me on its back.

It roared as my knife punctured its flesh, and in pain, it didn’t notice that I’d climbed atop it. I chained the tail end of Rush Strike with Twice Critical, and my sword blurred, vibrating at such high speed that it appeared translucent. My balance was precarious on the dragon’s spine, and I ran in between its spikes to hop onto its snout. My blade sang as I plunged it sideways through one of the beast’s eyes and out of the other. Yanking with all my might, I tore through bone and obliterated what remained of its sight.

The dragon roared in utter agony and threw me from its head. I landed in a crouch just as a wave of thunder crashed into me; it knocked me off my feet and to the ground. Half deafened from the roar, it pressed its advantage and summoned a bolt of lightning from the heavens.

I saw it coming, but I couldn't counter it. Alistair was building a complex spell, which limited my options. If I use Aura of the Antimage, I’ll blow out his spell. Damn it, no choice. My only choice was to dodge it. I threw myself out of the way, but I was too slow. Lightning hit my leg as I leapt from the ground.

Pain lanced through me as I landed, and I stared in horror at the blackened stump of where my leg had been moments before. The pain was excruciating, and for a second, I thought I would black out for a second time. Alistair was busy managing his spellwork, so I was forced to use my one healing ability.

I activated Divine Heal, and my leg reappeared in a flash of golden light. The subtle scent of sunshine mixed with the stench of burnt flesh. My health bar returned to green as I healed, and a countdown appeared in the corner of my interface, standing at twenty-four hours.

Recovering my senses as quick as I could after having my appendage blasted off, I moved out of range of its claws. The dragon had returned its attention to the other members of my party. Even wounded and blind, it was still an extremely dangerous threat and was trying to tear Gil apart.

The rain lessened with each passing second, and I feared it would take to the skies. I raced forward and swung my sword in an arc above me; my arms trembled with resistance as the blade split a large tear in the dragon’s leathery wing. Bright purple blood oozed out of the gash, and the beast roared in agony, turning to face me, which was a mistake on its part.

Not being able to see meant the dragon didn’t notice when Gil rushed in with his gigantic battleaxe and used Sever. Gil leapt into the air and swung his shimmering axe. He bellowed as he struck the dragon’s front leg from its body. The dragon hissed, lighting bursting from its nostrils as it toppled over and crashed onto the earth.

It’s time to end this. “Gil, Levi. Double guillotine!”

Both of them nodded, while Gil and I exchanged a brief look, we both knew our next move and charged in. The dragon, bloody and weak, picked itself off the ground and roared in rage, swiping out withs its claws in anger. I ducked the dragon’s clumsy swipe, which was a terrible move, as having one leg severed and attacking with its remaining front leg sent it toppling over. It crashed to the ground after its attack.

With me having used both Rush Strike and Twice Critical, I was half as effective as I should be. I’ve already used one aura, but now’s the time to use the second. It was reckless of me to have blown so many abilities so quickly, and because of it, Gil would have to deliver the final blow.

Activating Aura of Speed, I surged ahead as a soft red outline formed over my skin. The aura granted me exceptional speed, so I jumped first, managing to