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(Nekros POV)
Living as a being of the Grimm, there really weren't any times at all where we experienced or even physically felt the concept of "fear". Never-mind any of the other negative emotions that can fill up another species entirely till they snap from the pressure. To the Grimm, the idea of fear in itself was just always *there*, a constant that we seeked and strived for eternally.
And now, I could feel that pressure weighing down. And it was weighing down hard.
And it all came with a simple *ping* of the system.
[You are entering a Boss Battle!]
You can't run from a Boss battle, they'll just chase you down anyway. The requirements to defeat each boss encountered will be given just before the real battle starts.
Requirements for current Boss:
Survive for three minutes while your underling (minion) returns OR simply defeat the Boss.
Ah yes. The very simple task of just defeating that human. What was I thinking?
An explosion of thunder erupted behind me. The constant sound of the downpouring rain became nothing short of mute behind the monstrous roar that the human's fists had created in the Earth. A chilling shiver ran through my spine as the reverberating wave shook through the ground beneath me, making my footing unstable. Whatever beings of Grimm that were still alive and looking near to the thing that was making such a loud noise had all but been eviscerated to the point where they weren't even any scraps left to recover. No Biomass to feed on.
I had called on Titan ages ago, and whilst I wouldn't dare look at my map in the fears that I would lose track of the resident human monster behind me, I could only hope that he'd be here to save my ass.
Like seriously.
Violet Amara
HP: ?/?
[Aura-Enhanced Human]
["The Fist Of Istrus"]
Lv 55
[Your observation skills are too low to detect more information from this individual!]
What even is this?!
What did I even do?! I didn't even kill any humans and this one's seriously decided that the best course of action is to step into a forest, under a thundering sky, to try and kill me.
They must have really wanted their dust back.
The air surrounding me was heavy with exhaustion and the humidity pressing down upon me was already getting suffocating for me as I continued to run unsteadily. The scent of the ground beneath me, the ashy remains of Grimm and the rain battering me was dark, sickly and heady somehow.
But seriously, what even is that thing?! A human who's fists explode on contact? WITH THE POWER OF LIGHTNING?!
Whatever Grimm that were making their way to the unfortunate confrontation I found myself in, I slowly started to realise as I ran on overdrive both mentally and physically, that maybe I shouldn't have killed all those Grimm in the first place?
It barely mattered in the first place for those that dove in fangs first towards the human, howls and roars were rapidly cut short in their place as the human continued their war path towards me. Brilliant blue sparks were dancing around the human, their fists a blurt as they shattered bone and tore through flesh all on their own.
Was it their aura? Was it their semblance? I had no idea.
And that was frightening.
And as another round of Grimm closed in on the human, I was already expecting her to unleash their... Aura? For another time to clear the area once more. Instead, they started to crush and stomp all over my kind. She danced around them, using her acrobatic skills to twirl and dance around their attacks as she latched onto the bigger ones, charging up her aura inside of their fists and laying waste to the beings underneath them.
As sparks flew around them and as the Grimm dove to their position, they utilised their gaining momentum with the utmost proficiency. Shuffling her position, quickly loading in another golden dust crystal inside of her metallic gauntlets, she swung her fists around to the pouncing Beowolves that dove behind her, creating a sickening *crack* on one of them and knocking ones head off entirely. The human didn't seem to be hindered in her gear, nor the set of armor that they were wearing. Weaving and dancing through their feral swings and countering them with a truly destructive blow to the beasts head, blowing it off from its pitiful existence.
Her movements were precise and calculated, their attacks, fierce and blinding in their own intensity.
And as she finally snapped her eyes to where I was, I felt uneasy, a sense of dread flooding my chest as she stocked up on another batch of golden dust crystals and making them ready to use for the upcoming conflict.
As I stared upon the festering, smoldering corpses of Grimm laying across from me, various memories of when I was but a pup came across me. Times of when I was in my own pack, as humans laid down hellfire and pure vitriol on us, using what looked like magic at the time to wipe out our most experienced pack members and reducing them to nought but ashes. This one was doing the same and soon; she'd be coming for me.
Reducing me to nothing but a distant memory.
I needed to run.
But where to?
The doubt in my mind became increasingly clear. These Beowolves had stood no chance from the very beginning against this human. My current form, whilst massive in size, can clear a multitude of distances in mere minutes, this human wont be able to catch up to me as long as I-
My thought process was immediately cut short by the smells and sight of an extra burnt, extra decapitated Beowolf landing right next to where I was. My nose scrunching up in disgust at the horrific smell that was emanating right off the disposed corpse.
...
No...
I couldn't run now.
What was the point of spending all that time hunting down members of my own kind for? Just for fun? The thrill and sickly pleasure I got from receiving buckets of experience and biomass from hunting my own kind?
No.
If I was to run away, they would only look harder for me, in bigger numbers and with more experience on hand from killing my own kind. This needed to be stomped out. And it needed to be stomped out now.
Before they managed to reach Titan.
The humans thunder roared again once more across the area as she created another crater for the onslaught ahead.
Unfortunately, as I was surveying and picking my options at a million miles an hour, a certain human had finally pushed through the waves and waves of Grimm. And through a beam of golden light, she charges towards me with nothing but...
Is that intrigue of all things in her eyes!?
As the gap closes and time seems to slow down around us as she makes her move, I immediately use up my "Steel Skin" skill to hopefully reduce the effects of taking such a brutal, brute force of an attack. A slow crawl of shivers runs through me as I stare down the oncoming human, peering into her strangely coloured eyes. No fear was held in them, no remorse, no regrets. Just curiosity and an eagerness for a fight. The skill, still crawling to my arms to turn and twist my skin into a weird concoction of flesh, steel and bone.
A hideous crack reverberates throughout the forest as her fist finally collides with the plates on my arm, trying desperately to shield the rest of my face from harm.
[Steel Skin has risen by 4 levels!]
A red alert comes up in my vision.
[-10HP!]
Wait a minute.
10HP lost? That's... Basically nothing...
Did she actually hit me? Was it a fluke? A distraction from something else she was going to do?
As I removed my arms from their defensive positions, I noticed something immediately. A smell that I hadn't had a taste of since weeks before, and even then, it was only minor animals that held it.
Something that was making my Grimm senses go absolutely haywire.
Fear.
The human looked down at her own fists with widened eyes, rivulets of blood pulling down from the singular fist that collided with me. No doubt in my mind that something in there had broke because of that impact. Doubt had finally come around into the corners of her mind, the seeds of which had finally become planted deep in her psyche. Ready to sprout.
And as time resumes. As the rain continues to batter the landscape and as the melted bodies finally disappear into nothing but a dark misty fog. I make my move.
She gets sent flying across the forest as I power through my fist straight into her chest-plate. An unpleasant screeching accompanies the action as her armour drags across the ground and as she finally slams straight into the thick trunk of a tree. Her stare instills a weird feeling inside me, but this was not the time to dwell on these feelings.
It was time to fight!
You think you can just come here and wreck where I live? Slaughter all those that I wanted to slaughter, destroy the landscape and take my life because I stole a couple crystals? No. I was given this ability to destroy things like you.
Seriously, if you wanted to blame someone for those crystals, blame those other humans down there!
I snarled, its ferocity devoid of any hope or retribution.
I sped straight towards her location, cleaving straight through the trunk with my claws in a truly messy display as she quickly ducked underneath the attack. Reigning her emotions in for the fight ahead.
Using what looked like her aura, she dashed away at light speed, clearly trying to create some distance between me and her because of that singular hit. It clearly caught her off-guard.
Good.
The remaining Grimm nearby had come around, and even more had seemed to come from all the noise that was being made from where we were. They were clearly nothing much to her, but they at least caused a slight distraction for her. My claws and feet planted onto the mud beneath me, my golden tipped, quill like spikes glistening in the dark. I licked my teeth and an abundance of black smoke emanated from my jaws in anticipation for the perfect moment where I would be obstructed from her field of view.
Wait...
Wait...
Wait...
...There it is!
I pumped all I had into my legs, instantly gaining speed off the ground from that singular push of pure energy and muscle. The amount of energy behind it had disorientated the Grimm that were still behind me, leaving them in a sort of daze. I darted past the blurred Beowolves, both alive, dead and all those in between. A theater of smoke, mud and rain awakened in my path. Cold moist air was biting and festering into my lungs and my mind was racing faster and faster to determine the best course of action, the best path to take, the best skill to take at this point of time. Thinking of all the possible ways I could land another perfect hit. In but a few seconds, I had closed the distance between me and the occupied human. Tearing through all the Beowolves that were blocking my path forward, and chucking the smaller ones away, I had finally gotten there to catch the human off guard.
Hopefully.
They were a second too late to readjust their stance to accommodate for the literal alpha Beowolf that was diving for their position, she knew it and so did I. I was going to take full advantage of the madness. I swung my claws upwards with the strength and power that would easily cleave through their armor. A final strike against the core of their body to finally put them out of their mistaken misery.
But that never happened.
A bright, golden glow had spread across the human's body as my claws collided against her. The armor never broke, barely even a scratch had accompanied it as my claws swiped across it! I know I hit her, the force that my claws had sent her up. It felt the same way as when I started scratching my claws on the bigger members of my pack in the past, against their developed bone plates, like I was barely doing anything to them. Like I was tickling them!
And as the glow receded, I finally understood what just happened.
That was her aura - and that's what directly damaging that aura must have felt like. That level on her was clearly there for a reason if that's how much aura she had stacked within her. Her MP must be colossal if that was the case!
But if that was the case for her MP, and by extension, her aura... Then what was her HP gonna be like?
Deviating from that thought, she flips herself backwards, landing on her non-broken hand as she uses her metallic boots to swing around and kick all the surrounding, lesser Grimm that were teetering on her position. Killing a few and dazing most in a moment of surprise for the oncoming Beowolves. She soon gets back into a fighting position, swinging her fists into the upper bodies of the Grimm that dived for her, taking down two more from the right with a rapid fire response of her gauntlets. Lightning connecting and splitting across the two as it immobilised them and spat them out as nothing but burnt husks.
I can tell from the way she keeps glancing at me underneath her helmet as she keeps fighting that she's now mainly focused on me, and me alone. She's clearly becoming more cautious of my presence and closing in on her again won't be as easy as it was before. She was going to lock up her tight to the fullest it could, finding another opening, another crack inside of it all was going to be a challenge.
Another Beowolf growled next to me, black smoke emanating from their mouths in a clear display of aggression.
An idea came to me as I stared at it.
I sunk my claws into the flesh of the Beowolf beside me and I flung the animal at her. She takes a small step backwards as she quickly disposes of the flying Grimm. I take this chance to quickly use my [Smash!] ability and unleash an onslaught of grounding attacks towards her. I could actually feel all my MP dropping as a result of all these attacks, but they were the only thing I could think of using when locked into close combat.
She pivots to the right to avoid my strike as it creates a mini-crater in the earth beside her. Twirls and twists around the second and charges her aura in her fists to block the third one from landing anywhere. This foul human had an answer to literally all my attacks, no matter how much strength I put inside of them, no matter how levelled the skill actually was, she would simply dodge or weave her way through these devastating blows of mine.
It was getting irritating the more it went on. Like I was getting toyed and played with by this human. I had already created so many craters in the earth around me, and that was the clearest evidence of all that literally none of my attacks had landed cleanly on the opposing human. All that MP was wasted for nothing. Literally nothing!
My chest was tightening with anger as the seconds ticked by. It continued to frustrate me to no end. Black smoke was beginning to emanate from my jaws as I was getting more and more agitated. Why can't she just stand still already! It was like trying to fight the damn wind!
I groaned in pain when I brought up my arms to protect myself from another one of her strikes. I quickly tried to re-activate my [Steel Skin] ability but it was already too late. A loud, sickening *snap* was heard when her aura enhanced fist collided with my arm, only to be followed by the numbing and utterly terrifying sensation of being electrocuted all the way across my body, my only saving grace being the recent upgrades that were only softening the effects of the blow. But I know it hurt. It hurt a lot.
The human quickly ended our exchange of fists and claws when she delivered another, mighty, aura charged kick to my stomach. I could feel the bones sticking out like a ribcage snapping off entirely and a couple ribs were feeling like they were already being shattered in the process. My aura was clearly doing the best it could to repair the damage, but my constant activations of my skills were leaving it bottlenecked, and slowed its repair rate to a crawl. I exhaled all the air in my lungs as I tumbled away from the human.
I quickly get up, hurt but alert enough to keep my eyes on her at all times. Regaining my bearings and pausing in the process. I couldn't help but let out a dark laugh about it all, all that time spent gaining experience, skills and biomass, all for it to be thrown in my face by a singular human. Not a party of them, not even a couple. One. One was all it took for me to be stuck in a standstill entirely.
It was embarrassing.
But seriously, how long does it take Titan to come around?! It feels like it's been an hour already!
Her helmet shot up as she briefly looked towards me; my dark crimson against her metallic view. She dusted off the dirt and quickly inspected her gauntlets, she extended a closed fist upwards towards me, and I can only look on in curiosity at what she was doing.
A primal part of me said to run, but by the time it communicated itself towards my legs, it had already been too late. A crying lightning beam of pure blue energy had been shot straight through my stomach, straight through the carefully composed sects of bone and flesh that had once been made into a natural armor. Now, nothing but a paperweight. The pain was instantaneous as if my body was set alight. Everything below my upper torso grows numb as I finally lose my sense of balance, digging my feet into the ground to remain upright whilst my upper body had slumped forward without intention.
My arms were hanging limp around me, motionless and too worn out to do anything. I see a perfect hole in my stomach in my peripheral vision.
Amazing job me. You did it again!
I quickly take a peek inside my inventory, peering my eyes on the golden, lightning dust crystals that had taken up residence inside. I jolted an arm out and picked up a singular one from the pile I had stashed away. She looked on with what seemed like pure curiosity in her eyes as I plucked it seemingly out of nothing.
I could only hope that this was going to work.
I stabbed the crystal straight through my left arm, jolting it with a bright spark of electricity that ran through... But it didn't hurt! A numbing feeling was spreading throughout my body as jolts of electricity and lightning were trailing across it all. A boost of energy accompanied it. I felt like I could run forever; like I could fight forever! Like I could never stop going, even as the timer lets up, I wouldn't stop.
[You have developed a Lightning Affinity!]
[Due to the amount and purity of the crystal, this Affinity will only last for 5 minutes.]
[Use it wisely.]
Upon seeing this change of events, eyes wide with surprise, she quickly gets into another offensive position, fists and feet at the ready as she looks upon the singular dust crystal that was now at home within the upper section of my left arm. A singular wisp of dark smoke accompanying it.
I will not die. I can't die here.
She pulls her fists back, energy building up and crackling all across her gauntlets. It looks like her other hand was finally repaired, or at least, got some resemblance of feeling back as she stretched and twirled her other hand around, audibly cracking it as she did so.
Titan must be close by now? I wasn't keeping track of time but I could only hope that those three minutes were very near, I didn't have much hope of killing something that was nearly double my own level. Never-mind a human!
Thunder boomed in the distance. The rainfall never lets up, smearing us and the ground beneath us in a sickly mixture of mud, sweat and destruction.
Her armor glistens in the rain, a torn and ruined cape fluttering behind her as a slight crackle of electricity pours out of the humans helmet and I couldn't help but feel a tiny amount of doubt in the back of my mind at the prospects of what was to come.
I force it down. Adopting myself back onto all fours, ready to strike again. Wishing that my MP could last long enough for my salvation to arrive.
All of a sudden, we unleash everything we have into our limbs, her aura's bright and symphonic, pooling itself into her legs and arms, ready to blow me to smithereens. I had the same idea. The charge is instant. The ground beneath us is shattered as clouds of dust, mud and muck get kicked up behind us as we blast towards each other.
Face to face, the human lunges her fist at me.
Time slows down in that instance. The individual raindrops come to a standstill.
This was going to be a battle on who was going to hit who first. And I was determined to not be caught on the back end of that deal.
Her fist was only a couple inches from me now. It's glowing blue with the energy that it's emitting and the aura that's locked inside. She's locked her fist into a position to try and completely blow my head off.
Good.
And it's getting closer...
And closer...
And closer...
Electricity is crackling all across her fist, it's about to land on one of several of my facial bone plates.
The time is now!
I use [Steel Skin] for the last time, pouring in the last of my MP into my bodily defences and shaping it so that it's nigh impenetrable. Several offensive skills at the ready as my dust-charged fist aims directly for the same target as her.
My body just needed to hold on for a little while longer...
Her fist finally collides with the left side of my face as time resumes back to its normal pace, and even with the amount of MP I had personally poured into my ability, I could still feel the plates almost shatter at the insurmountable amount of force that her fist was practically embedding into my face.
A plume of black smoke starts to release.
A single second after that, my massive fist collides like a train with the lower region of the human's helmet. Electricity exploding against the side of her helmet, shocking her on the spot. The sheer force that I put into that was enough to disrupt the flora around us, sending an audible shockwave throughout the land as the human is sent literally flying across the land. The electricity coating the left side of my maw had finally disappeared with that action, and a feeling of surprise started to flood into my bones.
...
...Did I do it?
Actually?
To something that was basically double my level!?
A feeling of relaxation and pride fills me like no other, it seeps into my burnt flesh and my shattered bones like cold water as I finally stumble down onto the muddy ground beneath me. My aura was finished. I knew that. I could barely even keep my aura up at that final punch. And now? Now all I wanted was to sleep for eternity.
There was a tinge of doubt in my mind however...
That final punch I served to that human. The last time I tried to do the same thing with such a clean hit, I didn't even move her, barely even making a scratch on her helmet as I tried my best to send her flying. And that was whilst she was occupied with other Grimm!
So why now? Why did my fist, which previously didn't do anything once she got her aura back up, now affect her that way?
And as I was filtering this onslaught of emotion and perplexity through my mind, a very distinct feeling ran through my back, all the way to the tips of the spikes on my back and throughout the bases of them. It was the same feeling as that human's weapon...
WAIT A MINUTE.
I snapped my eyes to what was happening behind me.
There she was.
Not but a couple centimetres from my head, the armored human was aiming down with her other fist for a second strike against me, malice was all but clear in her eyes as she looked at me.
Please no!
I won!
I know I did!
I saw you go flying across the whole damn forest!
SO WHY ARE YOU HERE?!
HOW ARE YOU HERE?!
Please don't do this to me...
A blinding streak of bright blue splits the air, Her fists alive with so much energy it causes the rain itself to disperse from its location around her, the ground quaking underneath all the power. I merely sat there, awkwardly trying to bring up my arms against her to defend against this deathly blow that I knew was going to kill me.
As it finally connects with my arms, I could actually feel all that thunder and electricity embedding itself into my arms, searing it crispy as anything. Then blowing both of my arms off entirely as she pushed through onwards, our weary eyes connecting as her fist got closer and closer to their target.
I couldn't feel anything from my arms, a numbing sensation running through me as my body runs ice cold at the realisation that she was going to actually kill me.
This is my doom.
My final second of existence.
I was engulfed in a light blue blanket of agony, and the electricity running through her fist paralyzes me entirely.
I felt a ping from the system, and through my blurred eyes, a very familiar Grimm had finally come around...
Heh.
Knew he would come in time…
And as soon as I saw him, I finally fell into darkness.
(Saturn POV)
"...And I'm saying Karl, that wearing a battle skirt will do absolutely nothing for my performance outside the walls." Saturn complained.
"I'm only suggesting changes to your uniform. Captain." Karl stated as he took another sip of his tea.
"I keep saying this every-time you walk in on my business. You're a captain! What captain walks around with the standard gear of brown, grey and bland? Seriously Saturn, I see even the recruits stare at their gear like they're walking straight into an Atlesian firing squad."
"T-That doesn't matter! They should be worried about what's outside those damn walls! N-Not their stupid uniforms. Really?!" Saturn said, embarrassment starting to show clear on her face.
Karl merely responded with another small sip from his cup. Silently laughing to himself all the while.
Karl and herself had spent their time in the militia halls casually drinking tea and engaging in conversation from an assortment of topics. Well... All those that weren't absolutely milked dry within the walls of this small town. Seriously, topics to talk about are hard when you barely even do anything around here. Never-mind the lack of Grimm keeping her locked away within these halls. Karl only entertained them by talking about outfits and gear sets of which the recruits and captains could be fit to wearing. Suggesting individual colour pallets for each of the several captains involved within the militia and even extending an offer to the Head-Captain herself. Though whether she'd take on any of his insane suggestions was up to her.
She hoped not.
Some of those suggestions gave her creeping shivers even now.
But these kinds of moments were nice in a way. It was expected of her to go out, recruit new members and fight off the Grimm on a very regular basis, it often gave her no time to just sit, relax and talk with other members of the militia. Karl being the main example. But for all the time that Karl has been here, managing documents and being the overall main administrator of the militia, no one really knew why he came here, he still sported a spotless white suit, an expensive looking fur coat and slicked white hair that still made him look beyond ridiculous.
Whenever any of the regular members asked about his background, they'd get a different story each and every time they'd ask.
"He was exiled."
"He ran away from his demeaning boss!"
"He had a run in with General Ironwood."
"He ran guns for the White Fang."
"He committed financial fraud worth several million Lien."
Seriously? Some of these suggestions were just completely off base.
How could someone looking like that be of any danger?
This man just constantly talked and talked all day long. How did Violet ever put up with this guy?
And in that split second, the gates to the militia hall were pushed open with a groaning creak. All activity within the hall had stopped, the atmosphere dropped as fast as it began and their focus was now solely dedicated to the wandering individual, walking further inside. The torn colors of the cloth behind her swished right and left with every clanging step, the highest authority within these walls were permitted to wear those colours.
There she was.
Head-Captain Violet.
Saturn watched as she settled the growing crowd around her, the chatter and voices within making whatever she was saying inaudible to those further away from the entrance. Karl merely stood up at the entrance, watching the recruits with an indescribable look as they took their turns asking questions to the individual in question.
As he stood up, Violet sneaked up behind her, poking her on the shoulders, shaking her out of her daze and making her stand at attention at the authority in front of her.
"Chill out Saturn. I just got back from a very entertaining walk and I'd appreciate people not fawning over me just because I got back from being outside the walls. Treat me the same as you did a couple days ago and we'll be all fineeee~"
"A-Alright Violet. But even so, did you find whatever stole all that dust? It was thundering when you left after all." Saturn explained.
Karl seeked to cut in as well at this point: "Yes Violet. Whilst we're all so happy that you're back in one piece and safe. A lot of us are also waiting on... Information. Information that one can only get when outside of the walls, or by lets say... Hunting a specific, golden Grimm?"
Wait what? A Golden Grimm?! Are they serious? Saturn tuned in with keen interest in her eyes.
"Yeah yeah I get you." She reached for her helmet. "Let me just take off this damn helmet first and I'll speak on it."
...*CLICK*
"..."
*CLICK*
*CLICK*
"Ummmmm..."
Violet placed her hands together on the table and stared at in silence. "...Saturn? Karl?"
"Yes?" Saturn's posture stiffened in turn.
"It's stuck. This stupid helmet is stuck again."
Karl sighed and made his way to her helmet. Running his hands over the helmet and inspecting it with a keen eye. "The bolt on the back of your helmet's been forcibly tightened. Did something with the force of an Atlesian warship hit your helmet recently?"
Violet could only sigh in response: "Our resident golden alpha did all the work for you..."
Karl seeked to prop up a screwdriver out of nowhere and to fidget it against the helmet's bolt. The helmet soon came off her head in a much easier fashion. Finally releasing her from the helmet's metallic clutches.
"Thank Oum..." Violet took in a large gulp of air. Her hair was a mess, twisted and pulled in all sorts of locations as it bounced and flicked seemingly everywhere. Her posture was slumped, tired and exhausted from what had just happened. A dark bruise was forming on one side of her face, and sweat trailed down it all in a testament to what she had just accomplished.
"Thank you, Karl."
"Not a problem, my dear." Karl stated as he finally sat back down, though he was looking at the bruise with clear interest in his eyes, he held off from asking the obvious in fear it'd land him in informal "training" with the Head-Captain.
"Now... What I'm about to say will not leave the three of us for so long as we're involved within the militia. Do you both understand me?" Violet stared at the both of them with a calculating look.
The duo nodded in turn.
"Good!" She smiled and happily clapped her hands in excitement. "Now let me start at the beginning..."
And as she proceeded to tell the tales of her night against her foe. A small nevermore was perched on one of the many rooftops within Istrus, watching the Head-Captain all the way from the battle, until she reached the inside dwellings of the militias headquarters.
Following her all the way across the forest with keen interest in its eyes.
And a slight tinge of curiosity along with it...
Dun dun dun...
My longest chapter by far.
And the most amount of rewrites by far as well. Seriously, this thing was a nightmare to edit and check and proofread etc etc etc.
Still, It's finally here and that's what matters.
Hope you guys like it.
As always, critiques and reviews are always accepted.