Epic of Remnant was a game with no equal, even someone without much skill like Jaune could tell that much. The graphics were beautiful, the control scheme allowed for maneuvers that would seem like they had been pulled out of an anime. And with a large and diverse group of players world wide it was easy to see why the game had become so popular.

But none of that stopped Jaune from feeling frustration bubble up inside of him as he watched his character so easily knocked around by a high level enemy npc, a Ursa Major that had somehow found its way into a low level grind area. If he was killed here the loss of experience and damage to his equipment would put him days behind what he needed to keep up with the guild event. And without access to the event he would lose the chance at the rare gear that was offered even for those who failed to reach the higher tier.

“I hope this works,” he muttered under his breath, opening his inventory and activating an item given to him by the guild, a horn that would allow another guild aligned player to instantly teleport to his location. Now he just had to hope there was someone online willing to pull him from the fire.