Flame Baptism.
BANG!
"That's the last one down," Blaze said as he pulled the tip of his spear from the chest of the devil he had slain. Around him were a few other devil and mutant beast corpses. Standing very close to him, was David who had his shield up with a black pulse radiating from its center every once in a while.
"Who would have thought that this skill would come in handy later," David said to himself as he stared at the shield in his hand in marvel.
"I've learned so far that there are no such things as useless or low-ranked skills. Only its user can be inept..." Blaze said. He got down to one knee and went straight to work.
Harvesting devil cores and mana shards was dirty work since it involved getting up and personal with the guts of a corpse, but it was something they had all become accustomed to. Most of them looked forward to it...