Chapter 171: [Bonus - ]A Serene Lake
It was like facing a mountain.
A big mountain. A big and sturdy mountain made of rock. They would hack, slash, bludgeon, rained magic, and yet the mountain still stood.
That was how it felt facing Alteroan Ishtera.
He stood tall, a man who seemed to be as large as a building, as large as the path they needed to pass to chase their other, main objective. He even had the skill to pull most of them into a frenzy and forgot everything but him. And even those who didn’t get affected got to face a troop who acted like a horde of zombies. No matter how beaten they were, no one let them pursue the remaining member of the clan and their objective.
And the worst zombie of them all was Roan Isthera himself. The Paladin. They wanted to curse the man so much, who continued to heal himself when they thought they would get him soon. Even as they rained poison at him, he heal himself, using a cure like a proper healer.
It was like facing the most annoying dungeon boss.
And as long as Roan Ishtera still stood, the rest of the zombies would get up and continue to fight. Even after losing their limbs, even after getting blind, even while barely conscious.
All because of that tall figure, standing fast and imposing with his tower shield.
But like every mountain, when they chipped at it enough time, dig into the dirt and the stones, it would crumble eventually. Like a dungeon boss, after shaving the massive health and stamina and draining its mana, the boss would die. Eventually.
And so, even though it took them hours to do it, Alteroan Ishtera still met his end.
As the men who followed him scattered lifelessly on the bloody field, Roan Ishtera fell to his knees. A broken shield in his hand, a broken body in the middle of crimson snow. The stormy eyes, which had gone blurry, stared blankly at the bloody field and fleeting snow.