030 Clearance Instance
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Land of the Wraith, The Great Tomb!
Dean McKenzie watched the incoming horde of small ghosts, his expression shifting from stunned surprise to calm acceptance.
"I was just about to go looking for them, and here they are, delivering themselves on a silver platter. Not a bad thing, Doggy Two!"
Dean said, immediately mounting Doggy Two, and swinging his Skeleton Wand.
"Let's go!"
At Dean's command, Doggy Two instantly accelerated, carrying Dean straight towards the oncoming ghost group.
Unleashing his full speed, Dean felt a rush of excitement that can only be described as a mix of speed and passion.
The galloping wind fought against Dean's hair.
But Dean's gaze was exceptionally clear, his magic chant flowing smoothly, his wand charged and ready.
The moment Doggy Two was about 14 meters from the ghost group - which also coincided with Bone Fang's maximum range of level 3 - Dean made his move, launching a Bone Fang.