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.
The team focused their attention on the thing of monstrosity before their very eyes. It was the prey and yet it exuded the aura of an absolute predator, looking at them with such a proud smirk.
Suddenly, it disappeared from the spot it was. Finrod didn't see its movement, it was much too fast.
'Fast.'
It then appeared in front of the healer intending to swipe its claws across her face. However, Pouka fast as gale wind intercepted the attack with a hind kick that sent it flying, but it soon found control over its body and twisted, landing perfectly on the ground.
Neska launched his multiple thorny vines at the creature with the intent of tearing it apart.
The demon-funari jumped from the spot avoiding the green onslaught. The vines zoomed at it as it was still in mid-flight, ready to entangle itself over the creature, but something happened.