Husky

Richard stood still and anticipate the next attack. If he can do the same thing he just did, the fight is over. The elemental damage did a huge chunk of damage to the boss, and Richard planned to fully abuse that mechanic. Once again, the attack come barreling toward Richard, now at much quicker speed. Quickly duck under the first swing, the knight was almost caught off guard by the second already coming at him. One detail Richard had glossed over and was implied at was when the creature grew in size, its attack also increase in speed and strength. 

The knight in silver raised his hand to defend himself against the attack, ducking underneath as well. This time, the blade clipped against the gauntlet and slid off. Richard successfully deflected the incoming blow. However, that costed him an arm. The blade clipped against the gauntlet has taken the arm away with it. No matter. As long as Richard have his right arm, he can throw that haymaker he needed. 

The Sand Butcher raised the cleaver, leveraged by the last attack being pushed upward and brought it down onto Richard for a third and devastating strike. Richard is done playing it safe. He need to get close for the final strike, and if it means taking a shot from the boss then so be it. The attack came down with a heavy impact, rumbled the ground and create a heavy cloud of sad. From the dust cloud, Richard emerged, leaping forward with his fist reeled up and glowing red. One of his legs were missing, result from the attack. Richard threw his weight behind it, slamming his balled fist against the crocodilian face. The attack knocked the Sand Butcher back enough for it to get bounced off the spikes once more, this time health drained down to zero and the boss is defeated.

Richard tightened the strap of his gauntlets before climbing onto the spears pointing inwards. It was big and sturdy enough that he can walk and eventually run on the spears effectively. Figure he might as well enter the fight with style, the knight ran up before taking off at the tip of the spear, doing a front flip before tuck and roll on the ground, getting up onto his feet and get ready for a fight. That maneuver certainly got the boss's attention as the large reptilian figure readied the large cleaver, letting out a loud intimidating bellow. Richard kept his stoic facade, posing his usual fighting stance while tightening his fists into a ball. 

The fight begin just as suddenly as Richard's entrance. The Sand Butcher quickly made a swift dash toward the knight in silver. Husky can see it. As he had expected, a wide arching swing takes a while to wind up, which leave a lot of time to react. Richard sat and waited until the Crocodile boss was just about strike and the blade of the cleaver come barreling down toward him. Richard quickly dropped to the ground, rolling toward the swing, dodging under the attack.

Now, the boss is wide open. Getting to a kneeling position, the knight quickly dash toward the huge reptilian. Now at a flanking position, the knight climbed up the crocodile tail. His fist glow bright red as Richard threw his strongest punch, launching the walking reptile back toward the ring of spears and dropped Richard onto the ground. Richard's other speculation is right. The inward pointing spears does deal a significant amount of elemental damage when the Sand Butcher bounced against the spears and back, because with one attack and a little ping pong-ing against the ring of the arena brings the boss down to half health. 

Now that the boss have dropped to half health, it's activating the second phase, growing in size as its muscle bulked and flexing the grip of his giant cleaver. The creature turned to face Richard, its size how almost dwarfing his. Now the dangerous part begins.

Time to think of a strategy. Richard is soloing the boss by himself, he need to think this through clearly. If by any chance, the fight turns sour, he could use one of his available teleport crystal to bring him back to safety. According to the information broker, the boss have a lot of wide cleaving attacks, usually would be bad for a party to deal with. However, Richard being alone might be an advantage if he could use the creature's wide arching swing to his advantage. 

Furthermore, Richard started paying more attention to the ring of spears surrounding the arena. Those spears are pointing inward. If something were to be thrown into the spears, it could deal some good environmental damage. It is a possibility that Richard could both look out for or use to his advantage as well. Lastly, he could probably pop his damage buff for an extra boost. Probably for the best.

Taking the damage crystal from his inventory and pops it in his grip, Richard noticed the damage buff on the bottom of his health bar. He's ready for the fight.

Perching over the sand hills, Richard saw his quest's objective. An arena made of spears pointing inwards to make sure that once you started the battle, you can't easily flee without a teleport crystal. Luckily, he has two on standby. The sand in the arena have a deeper golden shade than the yellow sand of the floor, suggesting it is more stable and less shifty. That would be nice, fighting on the sturdy ground rather than splashing sands everywhere with each steps.

The boss itself looks very familiar - A giant Crocodile walking on two legs, cladded in full armor wielding a massive glaive. Perhaps the boss resemble an Egyptian god that is half crocodile. Richard couldn't remember the name on top of his head, but what he did remember was that it reminded Richard of a certain game that was popular back around 2020. The boss design was very closely similar to the League of Legends champion. Richard couldn't get the full name out of his tongue just quite... but he remember there's a crocodile character wielding a big glaive weapon...

The first battle didn't went too horribly, but it wasn't the result Richard had hope to get either. The time spent running the bar had really rusted his skills. Footwork felt somewhat sluggish, and he shouldn't have even tripped himself to begin with, even when fighting on slippery sands. Despite that, he managed to hold his own pretty well, didn't suffer too much damage for his first run. 

"Focus on the footwork... footwork..." Identifying what he needed to work on, Richard press on. His goal shouldn't be far from where he was now, and beside, there is no need to rush there. Richard has all day, and there's no time limit on boss spawn. He just need to kick back, take his time, and think of a way to safely approach the beast.

Brushing off the last misstep, Richard quickly got back onto the ground. Rolling to the monster's right field so its shield was facing against him. This way, he got a little more time, and if the monster starts its next attack, it'd leave itself open. True to what he had expected, the lizardmen would turn itself to him before swinging his blade toward the knight. 

Richard was readied, however. He sprung up from a kneeling position and got right up to the lizardmen for a right hook. The armored fist connected with the monster just under the chin, throwing it to aside as the creature burst and shatter into pieces, slowly fading in the air. "Not too bad... a good practice run." The brunette spoke to himself, dusting the sand off his armor and gauntlets.

Both fists clench when Richard were just about to pry the shield off and throw a surprise roundhouse at the lizardmen. However, the shifting sand beneath make it a little harder to move around so fluently. When Richard pivoted his heels onto the ground, the boots sank a bit too far in, making his turn feels awkward and his roundhouse kick smack against the shield instead. With little stable ground, Richard almost fell when the lizardmen pushed him away with its shield.

Without much time to recover, the knight weren't ready to react to the monster's next attack. It leap into the air using its webbed feet for balance and the long tail for the extra power. The saber blade came barreling down toward, Richard, as he barely just managed to raise both his arms to block the attack, leaving a huge red gash in both of his arm instead of his chest.

Richard strike his signature fighting pose. Left arm raised square up, just over his head; right arm closer to his body. Eyeing his enemy up and down, the silver knight had figured this is a rare spawn comparing to normal mobs on this level. As far as he remembered, lizardmen usually spawn in small groups, wielding a single curve sword. However, this particular one is a solitary spawn, wielding a shield to add onto its defense. 

When the creature finally burst into action, so does the knight. The lizardmen took an arching horizontal sweep, to which Richard easily duck under. However, when he threw his punch up in return, his gauntlet came into contact with the shield blocking his shot. Not to be deterred, Richard step to the side when he caught an attack coming from his left. The downward chop missed its mark, but the lizard was fast enough to turn its shield over to block two more punches flying at it. Each step from either side kick more sand and dust into the air. 

"No time to waste. There's a crocodile needed to be taken down... or is it an alligator?" Richard chuckled to himself before sliding down the sandy hills. As per usual, he would have one hand back, fingers digging into the ground beneath to control his descend while the other arm kept balance. It seemed like despite being away from action for a while, his instincts hasn't quite all left him yet.

On his slow descend, Richard caught glimpse of a golden lizardmen hiding in the sand. Not to miss the chance some practice before the main boss, the knight let go of his hand which was gripping onto the sand and speed up his slide. Using the momentum built, the knight speed toward the monster before leaping into the air, arms reeled back with his gauntlets glowing red. Richard throw a devastating left punch at the monster, leaving it too stunned to even act. The lizardmen health dropped to almost zero, blinking on red. All with only one attack, not too shabby.

Richard was a little rusty returning back to duty. All that time spent in the safe zone means he didn't have to fight much, and quite honestly, Richard had forgotten how long he had spent running the new bar he opened. Weeks? Months? They say when you do something you love, you seems to forget to keep track of the time. The saying has never been more true than this moment.

Richard could feel the hot sand through his boots as he climbed the sandy dunes. All these time, Richard still couldn't believe technology has gone so far that human can now replicate different senses through virtual reality. He still fondly remembered the days he was just a wee kid, trying out virtual reality games for the first time. Only a few years since then, and it had advanced so far people can simulate touch and taste with the Nerve Gear.... as well as committing atrocities by putting twenty thousand players at gun point for reason never explained.

The sand dunes spanned onward seemingly unending, minus for a few landmarks that stood out in contrast with the yellow sand. From where he is, the silver knight can see his destination, dotted lines formed a circle around a small arena with a darker golden sand inside. Supposedly the sand would be less shifty there. That should be where the boss is found.

It felt odd to step his foot back out into the field again. It's been a while since Richard last decided to step back into the fighting scene. Ever since the little encounter with a pleasant customer coming to his tavern, something struck him. He really enjoy these moments where he can sit down and have a nice talk with all the people coming in and out of the tavern. Hearing so many stories of people excited to go out and adventuring, many joyful moments of the friends made along the way, or many grievances of those who lost people they're close with, it satisfied him. Richard get to sit down and share a joyous toasts with those celebrating their victories and accomplishments; consult their losses, giving those players any form of disclosures; or just the simple act of being attentive while listening to the player's stories. 

Richard ended up moving away from Hakkasan tavern on the third floor and find himself buying a new house on the twentieth. It doubled as a store front, and Husky opened a new tavern where there would be much more traffics than a cozy hut in the middle of a dark misty woods. For a while, he remained there, playing as a bartender, serving sweets and drinks. For once, without all the fighting and escaping death, Richard felt content staying still in one place. Slowing things down without feeling the need to rush himself leveling up to catch up with the top players feels rather nice.

Then one day, while digging through his storage chest, Richard came across his old stuff: The armor set and gauntlets which he stored away after he had decided to stay put and make a living as a tavern keeper. Memories came back from the times when he was rushing around, trying to leveling up fast so he can join up in the frontline to help with the effort. Richard thought back for a while, as more and more memories returned to him. He wondered why he did it, what was his end goal beside just to join up the front line. There has to be something else, an ulterior motive that drive him to work so hard. Then it dawned upon him. 

Richard had had enough of a break. It's time to pick up where he had left off.

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Husky could only nod. He knew about the punishment for being a red player. It's a big penalty, but it's only fair for someone to pay the expensive price for taking another's life. Husky didn't blame Aereth for what he had done, but there was a better option, the option that Aereth had ignored, and he paid the price for it. There's nothing much Husky could have said. For the time, he still kept an eye out for potential enemy spawning around them. The brunette could see a few skeletons -those similar to the ones they had taken down- being generated back to the area. He could only hope that they won't wander closer toward their direction.

"Aereth, I must ask..." Husky called out for his partner, his focus remained lock onto the monsters around the area. "Since as a red player, you can't enter town and cities, how do you use Teleport Crystals. The destinations are usually set in the city central area or town squares. Where would you end up if you use one, or you can't use them at all?" He continued. It was one few things that had troubled him for a while. Now that he have a chance to talk to a Red player in person, it's his only chance.

"Be unpredictable..." Richard stayed silent, his eyes focused on the mirror image of himself, while his mind focused on the advice that Richard had given him. His hand on the ground clenched into a fist, as the warrior move forward step by step. In the next moment, Richard once again burst into motion. He weaved his path toward his target; the twin gauntlets on his hand glowed brightly with a fierce burning red fire. Richard saw his opponent, quickly stepped up and threw his fist forward. 

Richard duck under the swing before quickly threw a punch toward Richard's abdomen. Predicted the attack, Richard dropped his guard, trying to block the attack, But before the brunette could find out the attack was a feint, Richard swung his other hand around, connecting the punch with the jaw of his target. With his momentum, Richard swiftly delivered the second attack, knocking Richard down onto his back with a devastating uppercut to the forehead. 

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ID: 87192
BD: 9 (Critical Hit.) 
MOB: 2+1 (Missed)

Husky: 320/440 HP | 31/44 EN | 11 DMG | 34 MIT | 14 THR | 1 ACC |

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Gemini: 148/220 HP | 110 DMG | 38 MIT | 1 ACC | ( -((11*Falcon Jab: 10x1) -38) = -72 DMG)

(since combat hasn't started, I'll base the quest off the new version.)

There was a brief moment of silent, as the two fighters stood motionless. Then, both fired off in a burst of movement. Their first hit clashed against one another as if they both know where to strike at the same time. Richard pushed his opponent's hand aside, quickly spun around for a round house kick, aiming for Richard's face. However, predicted Richard's movement, the brunette duck under the kick. Saw his change, the brunette pushed his opponent aside and wound up for an attack.

With only one leg to support his balance, Richard quickly stumbled forward. Regain his composure, he turned back to his opponent. However, once he turned around, Richard was standing tall next to him, swiftly deliver and gut wrenching punch to his stomach, followed up by a devastating punch to his face. Richard was staggered, knocked off the ground as he fell to his side. Quickly get back up to his feet, the Silvery Warrior turned to face his mirrored self once again. "Husky, I'm a copy of you. I can remember every fighting technique you have learned in the past. Some enemy will be much more relenting. You need to stay focus and be unpredictable if you wanted to win against a human player. Players are not the same compared to AI." Richard reminded Richard, striking his fighting pose, similar to Richard's unique posture.

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ID: 87191
BD: 4+1 (Missed)
MOB: 10 (Critical Hit!)

Husky: 320/440 HP | 42/44 EN | 11 DMG | 34 MIT | 14 THR | 1 ACC | ( -((110+(22x2)) -34) = -120 DMG)

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Gemini: 220/220 HP | 110 DMG | 38 MIT | 1 ACC | 

"I see... So you're a part of a quest, in which I'll have to defeat." Richard restated Richard's words, confirming the details of the quest he was informed by the clone of himself, to which Richard replied, sipping his cup of tea. "That is true, unfortunately. At the end of the day, you will have to defeat me." 

There was a moment of silence. Neither of the two spoke a word; only sipping on their tea cup. Breaking the silence, Richard stirred, "Oh, right! If my data is correct, you recently just mastered Martial Art, didn't you?" he asked, looking at his tea partner. "Yeah. Not too long ago." Richard replied. "What if we pretend it's a little spar? Just a little friendly duel to see how much you've progressed so far?" The brunette suggested, in which his partner could only accept. The two set their tea cups to aside and stood up from where they sit. Both get into the same fighting pose as if Richard was fighting with a mirror. 

"So... an evil version of me..." Richard took a moment to wrap his mind around the idea. His mind rambled on and on about why would the game do this? "The system built a character based on the opposite spectrum of my personality... like a Gemini... almost." The more Richard kept on thinking about it, the more convoluted the whole ordeal turned out.

"Is there a problem? I hope it doesn't create a divide between us?" Richard asked in concern, in his hand held the small cup of tea that Richard has poured for him. The brunette snapped away from his thoughts and returned to the conversation. "Ah... Pardon me... It's nothing, really. I'm just a little lost in thoughts." Richard replied, sipping on the wild daisy tea. "Not meant to be rude, but I have to ask. Why did the game create you... I suppose the system also create versions of other players as well... what purpose do you serve?" He continued, stating the question he had in mind. He hoped Richard would provide him an answer

"Ah... So that's what troubling your mind. Well, you see, I am a part of a quest. 'The Gemini' will spawn a copy avatar of the player, with the behavioral records of them. With that, they could mimic the player's fighting techniques, as well as making an opposite personality compare to the player." Richard set his tea cup aside and explain to Richard about his existence, as well as the quest going along with it. There was a short paused, before the brunette continued. "There are some cases that the player's data are not enough to complete the Gemini's personality, in which the Gemini will instead build their personality based on existing data, making it resemble the player instead of something from the opposite spectrum. You are an example of such cases, hence... my niceness toward you."

"Fancy meeting you here on the occasion. How's everything been for you? It's been god awfully long since I've seen you around." Husky smiled, greet his old time friend as she finally made her way to him. It has been a while since their last mission together, way later back when they all taken down the land shark on this very floor, along side with Teion. It's quite a coincident that they finally meet here again, after so long without any contact, on the same floor since they last met. Husky only hopes that whatever happened in this new expedition wouldn't come to the same result as the last one. " Let's head out. I'll fill you in along the way."

"I actually found one a while ago. The NPC's name is Ali, he stays inside the town's tavern. The poor guy looks rather distressed; supposedly his brother is trapped inside a bandit cave not too far from here. He wanted us to help rescue his brother." Husky explained the quest details as he strolled down the street, with Aster walking by his side. "In any case, the bandit's treasure cave shouldn't be far from here. A small walk toward the west side of town from the town's gate and we should get there. However, you might want to stay close. I don't know much of this area, but I do have a hunch that they aren't the type that plays nice." The brunette carried on. He had checked all his equipped gear so see if anything is out of place. While Woofles isn't with him, the small buff from his little friend won't affect him much. 

The town square is not that far from the request board; therefore, Husky shouldn't have any trouble finding his way there. Meeting up with an old friend wasn't something he had in agenda for the day, but circumstances seemed to be in his favor. Since Husky had had his fair share of experiences working with the girl, he has some previous knowledge of her capability, what Aster's good at and what weakness she needs to cover. 

Waiting for his partner by the entrance of the inn, Husky pondered about the mission. How should they proceed and rescue the hostage hiding inside the cave? There're many ways that they could approach this mission, but Husky wanted to guarantee not only his partner's safety but his as well. They could try and rush through, taking on all of the bandits at once, or take them down one by one through stealth. Either way, their risks are apparent. Husky will have to ask @Aster more about it before the two embark on this quest together. "Right on queue." Husky chuckled to himself. Just as he had mentioned her during his planning, he saw the girl approaching from a distance. Husky his hands in the air to greet her. It has been a long time since they last met, and he was excited to see if everything is going well for her. 

While the monster is still occupied by @Morgenstern , Husky re-positioned himself behind the beastly figure. His eyes locked onto the boss; his composure leaning forward, lurking like a wolf hunting its prey. Lunged forward at the first chance he got, the Silvery Warrior had his strongest attack charged up once again. However, at the moment he strike, the Iron Guarding stepped back. His fist, aimed for the back of the Metal Giant's knee, missed its mark. 

With a swing by his free arm, the Iron Guardian grabbed Husky by his fist and lifted him to the air, before hurling him back toward the Paladin. Husky made a swift recover, just before he landed. Tumbled to the ground and back to his two feet, Husky regrouped with his partner. "Same tactic?" He suggested, swiftly get into position for the next offense attack.

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ID: 85536
BD: 4+1 (Missed)

Morgenstern: [H:6] HP: 1114/1114 HP | En: 82/98 | 11 DMG | 134 MIT | 1 PAR | 2 RE |
Husky: [H:1] HP: 426/440 HP | En: 27/44 | 11 DMG | 34 MIT | 1 ACC | 1 HM |

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Iron Guardian: 60/225 HP | 200 DMG | T1 BLD | 12 THR 

Husky had his eyes fixed onto the girl in front of the request board in the square. Her brown hair with a tint of orange reminded him of someone he had met a while back. "Where have I met her before?" The brunette pondered. Maybe he had paired up with her somewhere in one of his adventures; maybe he, or a customer from his shop. Try his best, he couldn't tell exactly where had they met. Maybe he should try to meet up with her after his meal. If he greet her in person, he might be able to remember just where did he met her. 

However, his plan for the day might changed to something he hadn't planned for. While dining on the dish of shimmered fruits, Husky noticed a man sitting in a table not far from his. His head drooped down to the table, showing sign of concerns about something. With the plate still half finished, Husky left his table and joined the stranger's, sat down on the opposite side. "Hey there. Something the matter?" Husky spoke, his voice was warm and soothing. The stranger looked up to Silvery Warrior, and began telling him his story. Husky found out the stranger's name's to be Ali, an NPC resided on this particular floor. Ali has requested that Husky go and find any clue about his missing brother, Cassim. Through Ali's story, Cassim went missing after he had entered a chasm in the dessert, an area known for bandit activities. Fearing that Cassim might have been captured, or killed by the bandits, Ali had requested Husky for his assistance. Husky couldn't say no to someone in distress. Accepting the quest, he set foot out from the tavern, leaving behind his unfinished shimmered fruit.

While on his way out, he did caught a glance of the request board. He could saw the newest request has been posted by the orange-hair girl. Memories of the name began coming back. "Aster!" Husky snapped. It was the girl that assisted him in getting his pet. How could he have forgotten her. By the look of the message, it seemed like she's eager to head out and venture with someone else. Since he had a quest to complete, maybe she could tag along. More people means more firepower. Opening his menu, he sent forward a message to the owner of the request. 

"Sure thing. What do you need of me?" Richard asked the mysterious player, setting aside his tea cup, and prepared to stood up to assist whatever task the stranger would request him. However, before the Silver Warrior even moved his foot, the player speak up.

"Please, keep your seat. I only want someone to keep me accompanied for the time being." The strange mysterious player began taking off his cloak, revealed himself to be an exact replica of Richard himself. His equipment, his weapon, his facial structure and the scar over his eye, even the details on the wolf head on his shoulder pad. Everything seemed to matched up perfectly. Richard was baffled by the review of the strange player he's so suspicious of. "This might be a little subtle, but I'm suppose to be the darker side of you. Sorry if this is a little... sudden to reveal myself as a copy of you."

"Oh... it's nothing. I'm just a little surprise to see myself. That's all." Husky reply, shaking himself from the initial shock. "Would you like some tea?" He asked, offering a sit next to him, where they could both share the delicious tea.

Husky took a step back, watching the final push from the team unfold. Shield did his job blocking the Tagas from even laying a finger onto anyone, even himself. On contrary, the team has did a marvelous job taking down the boss, bashing the corrupted angel with hits after hits. Now, it's time to put the Angel to rest. 

While Beatbox and Teion are keeping the boss busy, Husky sat still in the back, waiting for his chance to arrive. He had already corked up his strongest attack, prowling behind the line. As soon as the monster was dragged down by Teion's scythe cleaved down to onto its shoulder. The Tagas landed onto one knee, trying to get back up to its feet. Before it could do so, Husky sprang to action. His fist glowed bright, as if burning in a bright fierce red flame. Now with nowhere to leave, the Silvery Warrior's attack connected. The punch knocked the corrupted angel back, lifting it completely from its feet and flown back to the stone throne. The health bar slowly drained empty, until there's nothing left. 

The boss shone brightly in a blinding light, before disappearing from where it sat, leaving behind the millions pixels bursting from it's body. Husky dove to the ground after his attack, as he tumbled forward and back onto his feet. "It's over?" Husky asked himself, glancing back to the party.

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ID: 85370
BD: 6+1+1=8 (Hit) (14 * All Might: 15x1 = 210 DMG) 

[H: 9] @Shield - HP: 1074/1074 - EN: 94/94
[H: 4] Beatbox - HP: 1155/1155 - EN: 85/114
[H: 2] Teion - HP: 540/540 - EN: 40/54
[H: 5] Husky - HP: 440/440 - EN: 12/44

VS

Tagas the Fully Corrupted - HP: 0/650 - DMG: 300 - MIT: 65 - BD's of 10 deals 150 [Unmitigatable] to All (- (210 DMG - 65 MIT) = -145 DMG)

"Fair point. I don't see who would like to chose a dark humid cave as their ideal place to stay." Husky shrugged. Peering over the small boulder that they're hiding behind, Husky scanned the field for any stray monsters that would come toward their way. All he see was an emptied path, void of any creature. "At the very least, there're no monsters spawning around us at the moment. That'd give us more time to rest up." The brunette turned his attention to his partner. 

Aereth did mentioned of going to higher floors. It does give Husky some idea of Aereth levels. He couldn't tell exactly what his level is, but through what Aereth implied, the brunette could only guess that his companion was at least level 30, if not higher. He seemed more capable to handled himself, more than anyone he had met so far, so it also suggest Aereth is part of the frontline fighters. But Husky couldn't tell for sure. Either way, it's still reassuring to know there's someone of higher level that him tagging along. 

While Husky didn't pay mind too much about Beatbox performance, he find it odd in the frontliner's carefree attitude toward the fight, as if he could care any less about the fight. Anyhow, Husky only suppose that Beatbox have the right to do so. The tank player of the team has yet to loose any health, and only a quarter of the Tagas's heath bar remains. If they all keep the pace, the team would finish the boss relatively soon.

Returned his attention back to the boss fight, Husky let his sword art charge, while he lunged forward after Teion for another powerful blow. However, this time, when he swung the metal fist toward the corrupted angel, Targas's wings flapped, took itself off the ground for a swift moment. The wind sent a gale of dust toward Husky, temporarily blinded him for a moment. His attack swung passed the angel's foot, as the bright red glowing gauntlet slowly diminished.   

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ID: 85094
BD: 4 (Missed)

[H: 9] @Shield - HP: 1074/1074 - EN: 94/94
[H: 2] Beatbox - HP: 1155/1155 - EN: 85/114
[H: 0] Teion - HP: 540/540 - EN: 40/54
[H: 4] Husky - HP: 440/440 - EN: 29/44

VS

Tagas the Fully Corrupted - HP: 254/650 - DMG: 300 - MIT: 65 - BD's of 10 deals 150 [Unmitigatable] to All