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Do-Jin had known from the very start that things would turn out like this, and that was the whole reason he stalled for time. But Rōnin Guild? They never saw it coming.
“Oh, for fuck’s sake! What the hell is this now?!”
“If you’ve got time to scream, throw out some goddamn curses instead! Our weapons aren’t doing shit!”
Still, these guys weren’t newbies. They’d spent years hopping from game to game, racking up PK kills. They shook off their panic fast and started fighting back.
For a party of ten, a mass spawn event was annoying as hell, but it wasn’t necessarily a crisis. Well, it wouldn’t have been if they weren’t also dealing with Do-Jin.
“Gahh!” A sharp scream tore through the battlefield and was abruptly cut off.
One of their mages had been casting a curse when he suddenly jerked back in pain. A Wind Arrow had pierced right through the opening in his defenses, interrupting his chant. It wasn’t as powerful as Wind Blade, but it didn’t need to be. Do-Jin had only learned it recently, so the damage wasn’t impressive, but it was more than enough to throw off a half-assed mage’s focus.
“Tch!” The mage gritted his teeth as a small trail of blood dripped from his lips.
The attack itself didn’t do much damage since mages had naturally high magic resistance. The real problem was the backlash from his spell getting...
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