With the followers now somewhat safe, Karl moved on, then called the Epic Guard and the Haint to him so that he could have support at his sides, without greatly reducing the number of fighters on the other side of town.
For a moment, the Epic Golems felt insulted that Karl hadn’t called them. There were two of them as well, so they wouldn’t deplete the force any more than the other two.
Then they realized that without being at Karl’s side, they were free to just do as they pleased, within the scope of their orders.
"Kill the invaders, rescue the civilians."
Simple, but with so much leeway.
To a pair of Dark Elven Kings, that was practically winning the lottery. They could terrorize the civilians as much as they wanted, as long as they ’rescued’ them after. And as an added bonus, they would be dismissed after the battle, so they wouldn’t have to listen to anyone whine about their methods.
Though, if they could make their way across town, they could go challenge Lady Rae to a killing contest. That would be even more fun than terrorizing strangers.
While the two Dark Elves were considering whether it would be going too far to escort the civilians back to safety collared on a slave gang rope, for their own safety of course, Karl was pondering a profound insight about advancement.
One of the first things that he had ever been told about gaining power was that people eventually got complacent, or lost motivation, and that was the end of their career.
They would end up stuck in a rut, never advancing, and burn away their potential.
But today, seeing Opal advance because she was upset that the battle had interrupted the chances of Ophelia and Lotus going on a steamy date, he was beginning to wonder if that was only half the story.
Yes, getting stuck in a rut, or losing faith in yourself could stop you from advancing. But at some point, it might actually be necessary to want and need to advance. Cara routinely advanced because it would be boring not to. Hawk often advanced out of pure frustration. Opal had just advanced out of unfettered rage.
So, as all of them were pushing the limits of their species, could that actually be the trigger, the last missing ingredient to the advancement formula?
There was a mining song about a man named Big John who had once held up a broken mine timber, propping up a collapsing mine, so his fellows could escape. A feat of heroism that should have been physically impossible.
But in the context of the system, what about it wasn’t physically impossible for a normal man?
That overwhelming surge of emotion and motivation could be the key to advancing.
And if it was, then they might have actually done their children a disservice by making the academy too safe, and too well organized. Only when things went wrong, and they were pushed to their limits, could the students really reach within to get past the bottleneck.
Rae thought that Karl was absolutely right. Torturing and terrifying the students was truly the right way to go about it. Look at how well her Baby Rogue had grown under the threat of being captured the moment that she began to slack off.
That reminded her.
The Supreme Ranked creature that Matilda was fighting had stumbled, and a gout of black blood fell toward the ground, then vanished into Rae’s space before it could be polluted by the rubble.
Karl frowned. The battle between two Supreme Ranked creatures was not something that the badger should be getting involved in. The problem was that Karl couldn’t easily move to the Chaos Plane to go get her.
He did have a skill for that, but it was one hundred skill points. Incredibly expensive, and possibly not worth the loss when he could use them on {Blessing of Skill} to create new skill books.
That was two artifact grade skills, or four Epic Grade skills.
Not an easy choice.
[No need to save me. The Calamari in Chief is about to get chopped and diced. It can fight, but it can’t properly move here. It doesn’t understand the rules.] Cara explained.
[If you let it injure you, you are in big trouble.] Karl warned her.
[Got it boss. I will wait patiently.]
If Karl wasn’t suspicious of her intentions before, he was now. Cara never waited patiently for anything, even when she had seen it in a vision and knew what was coming.
No, especially if she knew what was coming. Because then, the suspense was gone.

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