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Tanking wasn’t about standing there and getting pummeled like an idiot. The real skill lay in blocking and absorbing damage without shattering every bone in your body. A good tank didn’t just endure hits; they made it look effortless.
That was what Theresa had been practicing day and night, blocking, bracing, and taking hits until her arms felt like they were going to fall off. She had tossed aside her old days as a so-called romantic warrior swinging a two-handed hammer and was grinding to become a real, unshakable tank. After several brutal days of training, a message appeared on her phone.
Do-Jin: How’s the tank practice going?
Theresa replied that things were going fine. She was getting the hang of the shield and had been doing her best.
Do-Jin: Good. Then it’s time for some serious training.
She froze for a moment, already bracing herself. She’d been in a party with Do-Jin before, so she knew exactly what that meant.
Even if it kills me, I’ll grit my teeth and push through.
Having gone through it once already, Theresa thought she was mentally prepared this time. The moment she rejoined his party, however, she realized just how wrong she’d been. Do-Jin’s “training” was hell on earth. The hunts, dungeons, and fights all blurred into one...
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