I Am A Table [LitRPG Isekai Progression Fantasy]

The Candy Dragon Queen's ascent was swift and elegant. Blorbo, despite his panic, had to admit there was a certain majesty to her flight.

Instead of disappearing into the sooty haze, she folded her wings and plummeted downwards, a colorful comet streaking towards the bewildered Gummy Bear Berserker.

"If anyone is going to cause chaos in MY vicinity," her voice echoed down, amplified by some unseen magic undetectable by Blorbo's Skill Appraisal, "it will be me!"

But this is our vicinity…

The Gummy Bear Berserker threw a punch upward. It did nothing as the queen was still a distance away.

Meanwhile, the queen's first attack was disarmingly elegant. She whipped her tail and launched a volley of razor-sharp licorice whips that cracked like thunder as they lashed out.

[Unable to Categorize Skill]

The licorice wrapped around the Berserker's lollipop weapon and tore it from the creature's sticky grasp. The lollipop went spinning into the overgrown weeds.

This dragon can FIGHT!

Before the Berserker could react, the Queen swooped lower, her jaws opening to reveal rows of sharp candy-corn teeth. She didn't bite, however. Instead, she unleashed a torrent of sizzling molten stream. The stream smoked as it coated the Gummy Bear's hardened sugar body.

It's hot! And smells like caramel.

"Sacré bleu!" The robed mage took a step back.

The Gummy Bear Berserker roared in pain as its gummy form softened and deformed under the intense heat.

Wait. No! Lena! Sneak a hit in before it dies!

But Lena just kept on standing, cheering, and not jumping in and hitting the giant bear, like a reasonable person.

Blorbo desperately tried to nudge Lena. He vibrated, he tried to adjust his angles, but nothing happened. He tried to mentally activate his Appraisal skill, hoping some hidden weakness would appear, but all he got was [Gummy Bear Berserker: Melting - Damage: Critical] and [Lena: Cheering - Status: Oblivious].

The Gummy Bear Berserker, now a rapidly shrinking, writhing mass of multi-colored goo, finally slumped down onto its sticky bottom.

It's sitting. Maybe I can get the dragon to sit down and not attack, and force Lena to end this!

Blorbo began to frantically spam his Synchronized Sitting skill, hoping that by forcing the Dragon Queen to sit, she'd stop fighting and leave the last hit to Lena. He spammed it once, twice, three times. [Synchronized Sitting: 1% chance of success on average-willed adversaries)]. He wasn't even sure if a Dragon Queen counted as 'average-willed'. She probably had a lot of 'will'.

He spammed it again, and again, and again. But it was useless. Absolutely useless!

But then, as Blorbo hit the twentieth mental command in what felt like less than ten seconds, a system message flashed across his perception.

[Skill Spam Tree] Activated! Upon Spamming A Skill 20 times in 10 seconds.

[Free Beginner-level Skill Received]

[Skill: Verbal Nudge (Spammable)]

Description: When carried by a human, a strong mental command can translate into a near-silent verbal cue, like a sudden thought or urge in the human's mind.

Note: The strength of the urge is directly proportional to the mental spamming intensity. More effective on weak-willed adversaries.

What?! Blorbo nearly imploded. A new skill tree? For spamming? This cannot be real. It's almost like the System just thought of this nonsense on the spot.

Oh well. It benefits me. A skill that basically lets me whisper in Lena's head? This is it! This is my moment!

The Gummy Bear Berserker was now little more than a colorful puddle. The Candy Dragon Queen was still hovering, preparing her final, elegant descent.

Come on, Lena! Hit it! Now!

Blorbo focused every ounce of his non-existent being, channeling all his desperate frustration into the newly unlocked Verbal Nudge. He spammed it with a ferocity that bordered on self-immolation. Hit it! Hit it! HIT IT, LENA!

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Blorbo couldn't see Lena's face, but he felt a change in her posture. Her enthusiastic cheering died down, replaced by a momentary stiffness. Then, with a newly focused determination that Blorbo hadn't felt from her before, Lena began to cautiously approach the rapidly diminishing puddle of candy goo.

Yes. Let's go! Hit it! Hit it hit it hit it hit it hit it hit it hit it hit it hit it hit it hit it hit it hit it hit it hit it hit it!

Lena reached the melting gummy bear. The Candy Dragon Queen had extended her claw for a final, decisive blow, but her descent slowed as she saw Lena.

She lifted her tiny wooden wand, pulled it back, and with a surprisingly earnest, almost childlike swing, brought it down.

THWACK!

The minuscule wand connected with the last remaining jelly-bean eye of the Gummy Bear Berserker, causing a final, pathetic squish and a small, almost apologetic puff of colorful vapor.

[Gummy Bear Berserker defeated!]

[Quest Complete: Sticky Situation]

Reward: +1 END, Basic-level Passive Skill: Carriage Boost (When carried by a human, all their stats are boosted by 1%).

Blorbo felt a strange mixture of triumph and utter disbelief. He'd done it. He'd actually done it. He'd spammed a useless skill so hard it unlocked a new tree, which gave him an equally useless skill, which he then spammed to make Lena bonk a melting gummy bear with a stick.

Glorious.

The Candy Dragon Queen landed beside the now-inert puddle of melted candy. "That was... efficient. Though I was rather looking forward to a more dramatic finale myself."

The robed mage, having watched the entire spectacle unfold, stared at the dissolving gummy bear, then at Lena, then at Blorbo. His gloved hand slowly lowered from his chest. "Cabbage mongress... what did you do zat for?!" He spluttered.

Lena turned to the mage. "I... I don't know, Teach! Suddenly, a voice in my head just kept telling me, 'Hit it! Hit it! HIT IT, LENA!' It was so insistent!" She shrugged. "So I did!"

The robed mage's head inexorably swiveled towards Blorbo. His hidden eyes, Blorbo knew, were narrowed into suspicious slits behind his cowl. He knew. Blorbo was the only one who could possibly communicate like that. He was the only one who knew about Blorbo's sentience.

Oh, come on! She just said 'a voice in my head'! You can't pin this on me! I'm an inanimate object!