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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.

ADrunkBard · Fantasy
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70 Chs

The rock ever lifeless

"Elessar, let's leave." Ran whispered with a frown.

Elessar nodded affirmatively, they couldn't save her mother under these circumstances and even if they did, would she still be the same? It was hard to tell and frankly wasn't worth the risk.

Ran lunged his hands in the opposite direction trusting the tank to have his back, he weaved some signs and a large portal opened.

"Go, go go!"

The Rock Tank attack created a cloud of dust upon hitting its targets but once it dissipated, the demons were revealed to be unaffected. The rock attack ended by their feet.

A chill ran through the Tank's spine, his instincts immediately communicated that he heightens his defenses and in that moment of fear and adrenaline. A nudge he needed to create his skill of absolute defense occurred pushing him to his very limits and activating a hidden power.

He furrowed his brows in determination, stomped the ground with his two legs wide apart and screamed.