Chapter 86: Fighting with a new set of skills
Damon did not bother with the long-range and took the fight right to the undead. The rewards were probably dependent on how many NPCs he could save, and if he was going to attempt this quest, then he might as well go for the max rewards.
Damon lunged into the horde like a man possessed. His feet pounded the earth as he crashed straight into the thickest cluster of undead, shadow daggers flashing like twin stars. The air exploded in a mess of ichor and twisted bone.
One slash to the throat. Spin. Backstep. Blink. Elbow to the jaw. Follow-up stab through the eye socket.
[Combo Chain Extended: x7]
[Aggro Redirection Successful: +15 Morale to Nearby NPCs]
He was a storm. Not a defender. Not a savior. Something darker. Something hungry.
"Wait. Why am I using shadow attacks?" Damon grinned as he started to switch to the skills he had robbed from the priest and the paladin players.
His body tingled as the mana that coursed through his body fueled the divine and holy skills. [Minor Heal], [Blessed Heal], [Touch of Light]... He started throwing all of the new skills in his repertoire.
He stabbed one undead through the chest with a shadow dagger, then immediately followed it with a glowing palm pressed to the creature’s rotted forehead. [Touch of Light] erupted outward in a flash of radiant energy, disintegrating it on the spot and searing two more that got too close.