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[BR-F20] Paving the Way to Floor 21 (Floor 20 Boss Battle - Mothra the Magnificent)

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Party two had one their share of the fight, and now it was for the third party. Macradon would smirk, getting ready to attack on command, but something feeled … odd. But it was probably just the adrenaline, if that was even possible in here, pumping through the Jade Hunter’s veins. Macradon would get ready and do what they had planned if they were to do something cool. Hirru was spearheading the attack, just like before. If he did so he would be able to plan a tactic around of that, but Hirru and Macradon already had their plan ready. Macradon would rush up forward, having his sword ready hanging down at his side as Hirru roared out “Everyone! All out attack!”.

As he got closer, Macradon would jump up into the air and spin nearly perpendicular to the ground as Hirru called out, Macradon would reply as their tag team attack was completed. “--BREAK!” he roared out. His sword would cleave downwards, like it was tearing through space itself. It tore right through Mothra, even its thick fluffy fabulous fur armor was torn to shreds by the big slab of heavy steel. Macradon would land on the ground again on both of his feet. He would send a smile at Hirru “Well done, Hunter!” he would say with a broad smile. Even though the boss wasn't dead yet, there were still members of the party that would be able to take down the great Moth.

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ID: 84677
BD: 10+4-4=10, Crit +2!
CD: 4, No Proc D:
Sword art used: Galaxy Destroyer - 1x13x22-(100/2)=236 DMG

Mothra, The Magnificent: ////// ////// ////// (Three Health Bars) MIT: 100 [Dust Shield: 100/100]  0/2 T2 Bleed 0/2 Blight 0/4 Envenom

Team 1:

[H: 3] Baldur:       1115/1115  73/100 MIT: 120 [Dust Clouded]
[H: 1] Takao:       
1219/1435 125/142 MIT:  84 [Dust Clouded]
[H: 6] Calrex:       
1635/1635 161/162 MIT: 164 [Dust Clouded]
[H: 5] Teayre:      
1021/1255 93/114 MIT:  66 [Dust Clouded]
[H: 1] Zandra:      
1475/1475 123/136 MIT: 138 [Dust Clouded]
[H: 3] Ariel:         
1255/1255 122/124 MIT: 129 [Dust Clouded]

Team 2:

[H: 1] Hikoru:      1077/1275 109/126 MIT: 102
[H: 2] Itzal:       
1160/1160 94/116 MIT:  93
[H: 1] Beatbox:    
 975/1155 114/114 MIT: 120
[H: 7] Shield:      
1253/1254 100/102 MIT: 188
[H: 0] Beat:         
835/835   55/72  MIT: 120 
[H: 2] Sey:         
861/1000  76/100 MIT: 111

Team 3:

[H: 3] @Heathcliff:  1715/1715 127/150 MIT: 188
[H: 5] Macradon:    
1235/1235 98/122 MIT: 128
[H: 6] @Morgenstern
914/1188 100/100 MIT: 188
[H: 0] @Anemone:      
700/700   70/70  MIT:   0 
[H: 2] Hirru:        
815/995   77/88  MIT: 120

 

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(It might be dead all ready but... It doesn't matter. BD:1. I hate life XD)

Jonathan would watch as his allies would slowly begin to dwindle away the health of Mothra. The accursed moth had dealt quiet a number on his health, but he still had quite a bit left to spare. Macradon commanded for everyone to attack and finish it off, and Jonathan nodded, charging in with his shield and sword. He approached Mothra, charging with great speed. Winds of gust barely effected him thanks to his heavy armor. He slashed forward with his sword, but entirely missed the creature as it swiftly moved away from where he attacked it at. He sighed. There went another of his only chances to clearing a boss. Another demonic just sifted through his hands and probably once again was going to Heathcliff. The KoB. Great! The man seemed to just be full of luck if he could finish off this boss. Nato, Tanos, and now Mothra. All because he couldn't hit.

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84685 BD:1. Complete and udder miss.

Mothra, The Magnificent: ////// ////// ////// (Three Health Bars) MIT: 100 [Dust Shield: 100/100]  0/2 T2 Bleed 0/2 Blight 0/4 Envenom

Team 1:

[H: 3] Baldur:       1115/1115  73/100 MIT: 120 [Dust Clouded]
[H: 1] Takao:       
1219/1435 125/142 MIT:  84 [Dust Clouded]
[H: 6] Calrex:       
1635/1635 161/162 MIT: 164 [Dust Clouded]
[H: 5] Teayre:      
1021/1255 93/114 MIT:  66 [Dust Clouded]
[H: 1] Zandra:      
1475/1475 123/136 MIT: 138 [Dust Clouded]
[H: 3] Ariel:         
1255/1255 122/124 MIT: 129 [Dust Clouded]

Team 2:

[H: 1] Hikoru:      1077/1275 109/126 MIT: 102
[H: 2] Itzal:       
1160/1160 94/116 MIT:  93
[H: 1] Beatbox:    
 975/1155 114/114 MIT: 120
[H: 7] Shield:      
1253/1254 100/102 MIT: 188
[H: 0] Beat:         
835/835   55/72  MIT: 120 
[H: 2] Sey:         
861/1000  76/100 MIT: 111

Team 3:

[H: 3] @Heathcliff:  1715/1715 127/150 MIT: 188
[H: 5] Macradon:    
1235/1235 98/122 MIT: 128
[H: 6] Morgenstern: 
914/1188 99/100 MIT: 188
[H: 0] @Anemone:      
700/700   70/70  MIT:   0 
[H: 2] Hirru:        
815/995   77/88  MIT: 120

 

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After his last attack the flying floor boss' health continued to drop by the hands of the other front liners, he made a mental note to remember their faces and ask around about them for future plans and maybe engage in some recruitment efforts. But the commander let such thoughts in the back of his mind as his group once again charged at its oversized opponent and he wasn't about to stand by and let some other team get the glory of slaying the beast.  

He followed the team strategist's urge to attack and did so, noticing that all his party members have acted in the same manner. But regrettably, as the fellow tank, he missed his target and his sword slashed the air pocket left below the moth. Gritting his teeth, the man beneath the commander persona mused for a second, the idea of manipulating the mob's hp so that it would appear that he killed it. But as quickly dismissed the concept as it would be a huge risk that he would be found out way too early in the game. He vented his frustration with a powerful horizontal swing of his weapon, to his right side before returning it to its sheath and raising his shield. 

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ID# 84687  BD: 4 (5+3-4) Miss

Mothra, The Magnificent: ////// ////// ////// (Three Health Bars) MIT: 100 [Dust Shield: 0/100]  1/4 Envenom

Team 1:

[H: 3] Baldur:       1115/1115  73/100 MIT: 120 [Dust Clouded]
[H: 1] Takao:       
1219/1435 125/142 MIT:  84 [Dust Clouded]
[H: 6] Calrex:       
1635/1635 161/162 MIT: 164 [Dust Clouded]
[H: 5] Teayre:      
1021/1255 93/114 MIT:  66 [Dust Clouded]
[H: 1] Zandra:      
1475/1475 123/136 MIT: 138 [Dust Clouded]
[H: 3] Ariel:         
1255/1255 122/124 MIT: 129 [Dust Clouded]

Team 2:

[H: 1] Hikoru:      1077/1275 109/126 MIT: 102
[H: 2] Itzal:       
1160/1160 94/116 MIT:  93
[H: 1] Beatbox:    
 975/1155 114/114 MIT: 120
[H: 7] Shield:      
1253/1254 100/102 MIT: 188
[H: 0] Beat:         
835/835   55/72  MIT: 120 
[H: 2] Sey:         
861/1000  76/100 MIT: 111

Team 3:

[H: 4] Heathcliff:  1715/1715 125/150 MIT: 188
[H: 5] Macradon:    
1235/1235 98/122 MIT: 128
[H: 6] Morgenstern: 
914/1188 99/100 MIT: 188
[H: 0] @Anemone:      
700/700   70/70  MIT:   0 
[H: 2] Hirru:        
815/995   77/88  MIT: 120

 

 

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ID: 84743
CD: 1+3 = Failed Attempt

Anemone had watched as the players took to the assault once more. The brave Commanders of the Knights of the Blood Oath had swabbed the Mothra Boss with powerful blows, but it's enchanted body and odd dust shield seemed to have kicked in causing their weapon arts to weaken. She had stood in the far back looking left and right as the fellow members of her party had gone and drove their weapon's into the Boss. She had a look of determination on herself, but she could not help much in this situation even when it looked like Macradon had done the killing blow. The support of the Knights lifted her hand and targeted Hirru. She had found that he was lacking in some hit points. Even if he was no in immediate danger, it was well advised to top off everyone's HP just for good measure. However, the skill had backfired and the aura on her hands had dissipated into nothing. She had failed in her task to help, once again, if there was only a way to get healing to proc all the time. She sighed and looked forlorn once more as she could not do her job, had Mack been here, would he have scolded her?

Mothra, The Magnificent: ////// ////// ////// (Three Health Bars) MIT: 100 [Dust Shield: 0/100]  1/4 Envenom

Team 1:

[H: 3] Baldur:       1115/1115  73/100 MIT: 120 [Dust Clouded]
[H: 1] Takao:       
1219/1435 125/142 MIT:  84 [Dust Clouded]
[H: 6] Calrex:       
1635/1635 161/162 MIT: 164 [Dust Clouded]
[H: 5] Teayre:      
1021/1255 93/114 MIT:  66 [Dust Clouded]
[H: 1] Zandra:      
1475/1475 123/136 MIT: 138 [Dust Clouded]
[H: 3] Ariel:         
1255/1255 122/124 MIT: 129 [Dust Clouded]

Team 2:

[H: 1] Hikoru:      1077/1275 109/126 MIT: 102
[H: 2] Itzal:       
1160/1160 94/116 MIT:  93
[H: 1] Beatbox:    
 975/1155 114/114 MIT: 120
[H: 7] Shield:      
1253/1254 100/102 MIT: 188
[H: 0] Beat:         
835/835   55/72  MIT: 120 
[H: 2] Sey:         
861/1000  76/100 MIT: 111

Team 3:

[H: 4] Heathcliff:  1715/1715 125/150 MIT: 188
[H: 5] Macradon:    
1235/1235 98/122 MIT: 128
[H: 6] Morgenstern: 
914/1188 99/100 MIT: 188
[H: 0] Anemone:     
700/700   70/70  MIT:   0 
[H: 2] Hirru:        
815/995   77/88  MIT: 120

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Mothra soared around the area, dodging attacks left and right rapidly as she did. A few attacks would land on her and her health was brought down dangerously low. She gave a growl and went to attack the bulky-looking player that was on the team. She went to try, but she was intimidated by his weapon, and knew that she could easily die if she ran into it. She backed away slowly and let out a roar of defiance. She knew she was beat, but she would do her best to stand for herself, and do her best to stand and protect her children. They would die without her, and she didn't want that to happen. She started to fly around again, preparing for the worst and hoping that she would be able to survive enough to give her time to escape these players and get out of here to take care of her young.

ID: 84763

BD: 3+2=5

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Shielding her eyes with her hands as the moth flew out of their reach, the blonde braced for the gusts of dusty winds that assaulted them. However, as the attack settled, the blonde's initial impulse was to look at the health bars in the top left corner of her view. She had noticed that they were still in the green and assumed that the oversized insect had simply missed them. It was when she looked at her weapon that she saw it being covered in some small scale-like thing. She tried to wipe a portion off with her hand but the substance persisted, earning the blonde's anger as she began to rapidly spin the banner around her at high velocity in hopes that it would slip off.

Her efforts proved ineffective as the obsidian color of her pole was still tinted with the foreign flakes. Impaling the spearhead into the ground with  some wild hopes that it the dust won't dull her blade, she looked to the others parties currently locked in combat. Judging by the remaining health bar, she sighted resigned as she was sure that someone else will again finish the raid boss.

To her surprise, seeing the second team dealing almost no dmg, rekindled a small measure of hope inside her as she continued to watch the 3rd team. The self entitled lioness let out a displeased expression mixed with some envy as she saw the last combo deal significant damage. With the commander of the kotb closing in for the kill she let out a grunt, her eyes shooting poisoned daggers in his direction. 'He's gonna take the last hit again....'

It was almost as if the daggers hit their mark. Ariel let out a small "HA!" in surprise mixed with excitement, as she saw him completely miss the moth. She could still do it... the small spark of hope turned into a burning passion as her body moved unconsciously forward grabbing her weapon tight and bringing it behind her back she dashed towards the boss. Reaching within striking range, she unleashed her most powerful sword art once again, wanting to make sure she depletes its remaining HP entirely. Finally, one of her aims ever since was in the guardians and joined the front lines for the first time, was about to be accomplished.

ID# 84765  BD: 6 [+4(roll) -4(eva) +2(lucky charm) +1(precision) +1(food) +1(weapon) +1(concentration) +1(keen)]
Sword Art: (17) Dimension Stampede - 5x3*(27 +1(ferocity) +2(banner) +8(fallen))= 450 RAW -100 SHIELD -100 MIT= 250 DMG

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Mothra, The Magnificent: ////// ////// ////// (Three Health Bars) MIT: 100 [Dust Shield: 0/100]

Team 1:

[H: 3] Baldur:       1115/1115  73/100 MIT: 120 [Dust Clouded]
[H: 1] Takao:       
1219/1435 125/142 MIT:  84 [Dust Clouded]
[H: 6] Calrex:       
1635/1635 161/162 MIT: 164 [Dust Clouded]
[H: 5] Teayre:      
1021/1255 93/114 MIT:  66 [Dust Clouded]
[H: 1] Zandra:      
1475/1475 123/136 MIT: 138 [Dust Clouded]
[H: 5] Ariel:         
1255/1255 106/124 MIT: 129 [Dust Clouded]

Team 2:

[H: 1] Hikoru:      1077/1275 109/126 MIT: 102
[H: 2] Itzal:       
1160/1160 94/116 MIT:  93
[H: 1] Beatbox:    
 975/1155 114/114 MIT: 120
[H: 7] Shield:      
1253/1254 100/102 MIT: 188
[H: 0] Beat:         
835/835   55/72  MIT: 120 
[H: 2] Sey:         
861/1000  76/100 MIT: 111

Team 3:

[H: 4] Heathcliff:  1715/1715 125/150 MIT: 188
[H: 5] Macradon:    
1235/1235 98/122 MIT: 128
[H: 6] Morgenstern: 
914/1188 99/100 MIT: 188
[H: 0] Anemone:      
700/700   70/70  MIT:   0 
[H: 2] Hirru:        
815/995   77/88  MIT: 120

 

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Mothra, with a final roar, fell to the ground after the blonde-headed player finished off what little health she had left. As she started to pixelate, thoughts ran through her mind about her young, how much they still needed to be taken care of, how she would never see them grow and gain their beautiful wings. She let out one last and weak roar, then was soon nothing more than pixels. As the wind died down, a doorway was uncovered and opened, giving a glow on the battlefield as the doorway to floor 21 was opened. The players could now continue forward, but as they left they could hear the last and weak cries of Mothra's young, who knew their mother was gone. They were now left to fend for themselves, and they would more than likely be the next meal of one of the giant bugs that covered this floor. But now their fate was sealed, and the players were free to continue

Players receive 15,000 Col and 6 SP (Macradon gains 9 SP due to the mistake)

ID: 84766 LD: 6 Ariel receives Mothra's Antenna

Mothra’s Antenna [T3 2HAS] +2 Life-Steal (Offensive), +2 Accuracy
An Antenna that has been sharpened to a point and was taken from the corpse of Mothra. The pole is a orange and yellow-like color, and the spear tip itself is white with tiny specs of black near the pole of the blade.

New Enchantments!

Life-Steal (Offensive): On a nat. 9-10 BD heals X% of player's Max HP (10% for 1 slot, 15% for 2 slots).
Applicable to: Weapons

Life-Steal (Defensive): On a CD of 9+ heals X% of players Max HP (5% for 1 slot, 10% for 2 Slots).

Applicable to: Armor/Shields

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