Fog? He looked around. What fog?
"Put that out! You'll draw their attention!" Evie snapped.
"No need to worry about that," Felix said, refocusing on the dust cloud. It was like watching a cartoon fight; he could only occasionally catch glimpses of the white axe or metal bodies. "There's only one left." He nodded toward the cloud.
Do I just...wait here? Those two seem extremely capable. Felix mulled it over and shook his head. There was no point in risking his life here...
"How do you know there is only one left?" Evie asked him. Felix started, not realizing she had gotten so close.
"Hm? Oh, I don't see any others? Plus, there was only four on the field when we arrived. Your shield warrior killed one of them, murderb--Harn killed another, and you and I killed the last."
"Fah, you fool," scoffed the mage. "Four? There were at least a dozen attacking us! Each of my Sparkbolts found unharmed targets with every cast!"
"I'm pretty sure your Sparkbolt wasn't doing much except annoying them, Sparky," Evie said with a smile.
The mage--Sparky? Was that really his name?--scowled. Ah, probably not.
"I am the best fire mage in all of Te'thys!" Sparky was apoplectic, a vein in his forehead pulsing against his mussed coif of blond curls.
Felix tuned them out as they continued to bicker. He flexed his Manasight, trying to watch the battle and see if he needed to run away or not. Those two seemed powerful, but if they got overwhelmed...no way was he handling an enemy like that alone.
Crescents of glowing purple-white light flashed and slashed across his senses, followed quickly by muted yellow orbs of light and silvery shimmers of metal. The attacks and defense and retaliations came thick and fast, with a Skill he likely couldn't match by a long shot.
They must be above Apprentice Tier, right? Whats that called? What kind of bonuses
There was an immense flash of purple white and the dust was blown away. Moments later, an arctic gale roared past them, frost growing in its wake. Felix crouched forward, feeling it sap his strength as he leaned into the subzero wind, barely able to keep his feet. The others werent so lucky.
Waagh! Metal clatter behind him and Felix turned to see Evie and Vessilia both falling back. The mage however, still coated in frost, suddenly ignited in a layer of orange flame. As if given new strength, he stood up against the gale and spread his arms wide. An aura of heat bloomed around him, nullifying the chill winds.
You cant...defeat...Atar Vas! The mage struggled as the winds grew briefly stronger, his flames guttering but still burning.
Then just as suddenly as it began, it was over.
Felix looked back toward the fight, expecting to see a slain giant, but only saw a metallic shape fast approaching.
"Down!"
Felix tackled the still burning mage and brought him down to the ground. Just in time; the massive shape of Harn rocketed past, shattering several stone walls as he blasted through. The fire covering the mage burned him mercilessly for only a moment before it extinguished.
Fire Resistance is level 14!
Felix stood up, pulling the surprisingly thin mage to his feet as well. You okay, man?
The fire mage seemed a little punch drunk, his burning man routine and knockdown taking a lot out of him. I-Im fine.
We need to get out of here. That thing is too strong, Felix said as the two women stood up as well. Their armor was rimed with frost.
Maggie can handle it, Evie said, her tone confident though her voice still unsteady. That frost had been nasty. Some sort of Stamina sapping Skill?
Is Harn alright? Vessilia asked, steadying herself on her spear. Ice cracked and broke off her pauldrons as she moved. I cannot see where he landed.
Felix glanced back, clearly seeing the armored warrior rising from the rubble a mere sixty feet away. Ice had accumulated on his armor too, much more than a thin layer. Felix looked at Vessilia, who was still squinting in the slightly wrong direction.
Can they not see? I thought it was some sort of sight Skill but maybe...maybe something is blocking
ROAR!
The sound was deep and sharp, as if a cave had teeth. Felix whipped back toward the fight and saw the shield warrior barely keeping the monstrous leader in check. The giant was easily twice the size of the others, with the Strength that came with it. She used her shields masterfully, somehow deflecting attacks and taking blows that would have reduced his bones to dust. She wasnt particularly fast, but damn she was precise. And tough.
Her Endurance and Vitality must be sky high to tank that kind of assault. I want to help but Id get creamed if I waded in there...
Hey, punch mage, a gruff voice came from behind. Harn had walked up, ice still falling from his strange armor. He pointed at the fight. You comin?
Punch mage? Felix asked. Makes me sound like a concessions magician. Uh you need my help?
The murderbot glared at him, at least it felt like that to Felix. Cmon. Now.
Harn walked past them, thick ice still coating much of his armor. Felix glanced at Vessilia and followed.
Where in Sivas name did you find him? Evie whispered.
Felix didnt hear the reply, not that he couldnt. His Perception was high enough that it would have been easy. But it was embarrassing, he found, hearing others talk about him. He walked swiftly away.
How long?
Sorry? Felix asked.
How long have you been fighting out here? Harn kept walking, not even looking at him.
Two weeks or so, Felix estimated. Hed lost time under the mountain, he wasnt sure how much.
Ever fight something like this? The massive giant jumped onto the shield warriors glowing magic shield, causing it to flare with power. The jump actually brought it into Felixs Analyze range, finally.
Name: Unknown Risi Commander
Type: Giantfolk
Level: 35
HP: ????/????
SP: ????/????
MP: ???/???
Lore: Giantfolk are known for their great strength, boundless stamina, and poor intelligence. But there are always exceptions. The Commanders are uncommonly intelligent and excellent tacticians, in addition to their physical might.
Strength: Strength, Endurance