Redo! Last Chance for a Dying World!

Geth sprinted through the tree's enormous branches at deathly speeds for an average person. The feeling was exhilarating!

It was one of the few times outside of being with his family was that he felt something aside from complacency. With the buff, he was sitting at 348 Agility!

He was leaping from branch to branch at over 60 miles per hour! Geth felt that he could hit 80 on flat ground if he pushed to a sprint.

'If it weren't for my high Wisdom, I wouldn't be able to do this. I wonder what Filthy's top speed would be if his mind could keep up?'

Geth hadn't missed that Filthy had been grabbing gear with Wisdom bonuses lately. It seemed that his mind being too slow had become a problem at some point.

He continued flying through the woods, enjoying the rush of adrenaline that came with it. It took him less than an hour to arrive at his first destination.

The Gather Dungeon that Blaze had conquered was nowhere in sight. The only place that looked like it may have had a Dungeon was a small crevice between two boulders.

After inspecting the area for almost a half-hour, Geth finally found what he was looking for. A tiny marking, almost entirely concealed by moss, was on the tip of one of the boulders. 

Gently lifting the edge of the moss, he was able to see a very fine carving of the Gather Rune. He would never have found it if it wasn't for the Mana being slightly denser in that one spot.

He placed the moss to better cover the symbol on the stone and then carved a slightly more obvious Gather Rune on a nearby tree.

'There. If someone does happen to try and ruin the Formation, maybe they'll destroy this one instead.' Geth looked at his handiwork briefly before darting off to the southeast.

The brush became thicker as he went, so he was forced to make his way back into the branches. The next Dungeon should be close to 150 miles out by his estimations.

'I'll travel about a hundred miles and then stop to rest.' It was already afternoon, and he didn't want to sleep too close to the Dungeon.

Not that it mattered too much. Albus was always available, and his awareness had increased tenfold since he was free in Geth's mental sphere.

Albus and his other selves were going over further uses for Formations at the moment. It was actually a different 'self' than the one controlling the body that suggested leaving a false Rune behind.

Geth was happy to be free of the burden of party members at this moment. He knew he needed them, but his social meter had long run dry.

There was only so long he could fake caring before his face started to slip. Some time away from others would give him the boost he needed to finish the Dungeons.

Once that was done, he would likely lock himself in the Tower when he wasn't out trying to Level. Geth glanced at his Attribute page again.

***

Geth: Level 43

Class: Cleric

Exp: 155,053/270,000

Attributes:

HP- 3950 +350 (Rec. 14.28/Second)

MP- 3720 +2800 (Rec. 61.24/Second)

Strength- 5 +80 +(134) (P.Damage/Stamina Recovery)

Agility- 5 +75 +(268) (Mov.spd./Dexterity/Reflexes)

Defense- 95 +247 +[15] (HP/P.Res./HP Rec.)

Wisdom- 96 +190 +[3] (MP/M.Res./Mana Recovery/Processing Speed/Memory)

Intelligence- 50 +185 (MP/M.Dmg./Learning Speed)

Points Available:

TP- 1 (Talent Points)

SP- 4 (Skill Points)

AP- 0 (Attribute Points)

***

His Mana Recovery rate was genuinely remarkable. Geth would be able to upgrade any of his constant use spells at this point without the worry of their cost increasing.

'Hopefully, the Solo completion bonus still stands for clearing a Team Dungeon. I need the extra Skill and Talent points.'

This was Geth's main reason for coming this far on his own. He had no qualms about taking this Dungeon alone.

Blaze had already inspected the Dungeon, saying it was filled with Tier 2 Undead. He would have cleared it himself, but he hadn't been strong enough the first time he'd come across the place.

Skeletons wouldn't be an issue after having dealt with thousands of Zombies. He was more concerned that he wouldn't gain more than a single Level out of this.

'Hopefully, they've been left alone long enough to gain some decent Levels.' With his 2x experience bonus and them being higher Levels than him, maybe he could approach Level 50.

'I shouldn't be too optimistic. If this Tier 2 Dungeon has developed that much, I can't imagine how much we would struggle against the Direwolves.'

Thoughts like these continually occurred throughout his journey. Geth eventually came to rest upon a high branch after he'd traveled a bit over two hours.

Using his new knowledge, he etched a 'Shade' Rune into multiple areas on the sides of the branch. It would cause this spot to be darker than the surrounding area, making him harder to detect.

Of course, if anything were to fly over, it would cause the area to stick out like a sore thumb. Geth couldn't help but have a small flashback of the mountainous Dragons that he'd witnessed in his dream.

Since his Wisdom had risen to such a degree, the memories of those dreams became vivid in his mind. It was one of the many reasons he was apprehensive about the future.

Not just the Dragons, what other Race could have driven humanity, the Elves, the Dwarves, and the other Races into slavery? It was something he thought about quite often.

Albus had no knowledge of the other Races outside of the Elven Race. He only had a bit of information on them due to Larz's recent appearance. 

'Larz, how are things back at the Tower? I've managed to locate and cover the Gather Rune.'

Due to the distance, it took a moment for the message to be received.

After half a minute, Geth had his response.

'No changes on our end, Master. The three men you met by the South Gate have also taken off. It seemed as if they were motivated by your meeting.'

The three had undoubtedly left a good impression on him.

'Tell Hulk to take them into his party when they return. I think they will make powerful assets. I'll touch base tomorrow after I've cleared this Dungeon.'

With that, Geth lay on the branch and gazed at the stars until he drifted off to sleep.