Leveling up as a Battle Mage
Finrod was just a young elf when the suns of Melos darkened and an evil entity appeared, bestowing a system upon its inhabitants. With it came hordes of creatures that were out for blood. It was either fight and level up or die, and Finrod is far from giving up. Equipping the Battle Mage class, he fights through hordes of gnarly creatures, hoping to survive the new apocalyptic landscape. [WSA 2024 Entry] Reviews, powerstones and engagements will be appreciated, thanks for reading.
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The two Funari men couldn't look Finrod in the eyes, neither could he.
Finrod's body bordered between being very pained and breaking down completely. He had bruises all over his body, burns and a few swollen spots where it was evident that he had torn a muscle.
In his state of pain with the large Funari in his hands, a woman walked forward. Finrod looked at her, appraising her and realized that she was a healer.
She squatted by the Battle-Healer, and although the Battle-Healer had a skill that would slowly rejuvenate her health points, there was no harm in supporting her by healing from a third-party.
She placed her hand on her and a warm glow escaped her hands flowing into the lady. The strange chaotic ambience earlier suddenly changed to that of serenity and warmness, some of the glow the healer shimmered down swept into him and he felt himself get better.