Chapter 338: Roar of a King (XIX)

Chapter 338: Roar of a King (XIX)

Chapter 338

Roar of a King (XIX)

Cains abrupt vanishing had startled Quinn perhaps more so than everyone else--few had the sheer grasp of how important he was in the tank rotation since it was actually his job to soak up the potential insta-kill abilities as, according to his own words, youd have to kill me eight times over... to kill me. And death of a single tank against the tentacled behemoth would spell doom for the entire raid immediately.

And though the panic did take over the raid group for a little while, both seeing him up there and noticing something else about the boss had calmed the group down considerably. Namely, after taking over the tanking duties and eating the first strike after Cain vanished, Quinn, instead of losing the standard 15~% of her health, lost measly 2-3%, which was barely anything further considering that she didnt even use a major defensive.

Upon investigating more and seeing other people rally, everyone noticed several more things: besides the boss just doing insanely less damage than before, it also took more raw damage, upwards of 80%, actually, and the remnant tentacles that it used to attack the rest of the raid could now be attacked by the melee fighters and deal decent damage to the behemoth itself.

Though they didnt have the Tower to confirm the numbers, visual feedback was still there and most, if not all people here were experienced enough to know when their spells hurt and when they dont.

Something changed with the boss fight after Cain left--not only did the boss hit less, it also seemed less... intelligent, so to say. It took Quinn a while to realize what was wrong, but eventually she did--the boss was reminiscent of the first few bosses that the Tower threw at people just beginning the Conquest.

Most first bosses in the Towers were entirely artificial--meaning, they were made by the Tower itself rather than being inhabitants of the worlds within. As such, they lacked that distinct presence of intellect when it came to decision making as everything they did was entirely robotic and pattern-based. Currently, the behemoth felt the same.

Somethings off, she mused aloud. The fight had gotten quite monotonous and the strained nerves had relaxed. People began to chatter and talk since everyone could fire off their basic rotation even while high off their minds. The fight was... boring. What they thought would be a nail-biting fight for their life turned out to be a limit testing on a dummy.

Its probably something to do with Cain, either Nature or Harmony said as the twins appeared next to her.

Yeah, Quinn nodded, looking up. There was nothing there anymore... but she could almost feel something happening. The question is... what?

Maybe a dual fight? either Harmony or Nature posited. Like Kabun.

No, Kabun was different, Quinn shook her head. There was still some interaction between two fights. This feels like two different bosses, and we were left facing this decrepit thing that cant even think.

I-- before either could utter a word, space above them shattered into millions of shards, almost as though glass began to rain.

From within the shattered space, a roar that stirred the depths of their souls bellowed--it was a roar that not only forced them and the rest of the raid to the ground and on their knees, but the behemoth itself. It was a roar that shook and quaked and a roar that boiled their blood.

Looking up, Quinn saw it--a blinding, scorching burst of light that seemed to birth a silhouette. It was a winged silhouette, a holy one, an unmatched one, one that she could only equate with one other throughout her life. In that moment, she looked to the side and met the twins gazes. They understood it.

Leave none alive, Quinn mumbled lowly just before they could move once again.