Abandoning the thought of fighting the boss in a head-on confrontation and learning from his previous mistake, he had to revisit his previous strategy. He currently had two distinct issues at hand. The first one being the chieftain raw strength. The chances of being one shot by a clean hit from his axe was almost certain. He knew how lucky he was in blocking its first attack.
The second issue is the surrounding goblins. The murderous aura sipping from them could be felt from each one. For some reason, Mylo felt like they had no interest in the winner, rather, they looked ready to jump in the moment either of us hit the bucket. He knew he would instantly be faced against dozens and dozens of goblins in the off chance he wins the dual.
His biggest concern was the 'Alluring Cry' skill. From experiencing its effect, Mylo assumption is that it's some type of disorientation skill. A skill used to psychologically confuse the affected individual. Being affected by that skill, he felt as if he was watching the most beautiful display of savageness, unable to keep his eye off it. Similarly to most player's active skills, the 'Alluring Cry' was currently in a cooldown period, Mylo had to deal with him before its cooldown finished or else he would end up regretting it heavily. Carefully aiming at the chieftain throat to apply the 'Thorn' effect was the best option he currently had. This would restrict the skill usage, thought, it was easier said then done. One mistake could cost him his life.
Surviving the chieftain blow increased its rithlessness towards him. Furry of slashes were aimed at him, but he carefully dodged each one, waiting for the right opportunity to land his strategic hit. Dodging to left, to the right again and again. After a few minutes, the chieftain facial expression started to change. At first, joy and excitement could be seen; which was expected since he was a combat fanatic. Seeing as how his challenger was running away like a scared rabbit and not even retaliating, dented his pride.
"STOP RUNNING AWAY, FIGHT ME!AGHH!"
"Now!"
Mylo knew what was coming, his defenseless posture as well as his shout was the cataclysm of him using his 'Alluring Cry' skill. This was his opportunity and he wasn't willing to let go of it. Rather than wait for him to finish casting his ability, Mylo ran at full speed and jumped at full strength with the full intention of slitting the chieftain's throat.
AGHRR-""
[Chieftain Borg has been affected by 'Thorn']
[Your action has cancelled the activation of 'Alluring Cry']
"MMM-MMM"
Successfully maiming the chieftain cancelled its skill. Now Mylo had one less worry to deal with. As for the chieftain, being unable to speak made him enraged. As to show his anger, he slammed the ground numerous times with his axe, crushing the ground he stood on. All of a sudden, the two-handed axe he was wielding started to shine the more he hit the ground. The pattern within the axe illuminated itself in a bright red color. After a few seconds, the bright light started to dim down as he slowly stopped hitting the soil. Only silence was left within the camp. Looking around, Mylo noticed scared expressions coming from the surrounding goblins. The murderous aura around them changed to a distressed one .
"What's going on?"
[Chieftain Borg is in a state of mental madness; 'Berserk' status is in effect.].
['Berserk' status effect increases damage by 30% and gain immunity against stun, paralysis sleeping and exhaustion .The effect also intensify bloodlust; making hard for the one affected by this status to differentiate allies from enemies.]
*BOOM*
*BOOM*
*BOOM*
The halted strikes to the ground a few seconds ago, initiated once again. Each hit stronger than the other. Until his attention switched to the individual that brought upon him this rage.
"Are you really getting mad because I'm not fighting back?"
One last hit to the ground as if to let his prey know 'YOU'RE DEAD'. Surprisingly the chieftain didn't rush towards Mylo like a hungry dog, but he took his axe and threw it as hard as he could towards him. Seeing the upcoming projectile. Mylo docked down, barely dodging the axe. Instead, it landed toward a group of goblins, killing them instantly.
At this moment an idea came to mind. Mylo started taunting the raging bull in front of him with annoying gestures and words. The Chieftain leaped toward his axe, holding it with both hands rather than one. Strangely enough, the chieftain started swinging his axe around with extreme speed. Wind started curling around his location, shaping it into a sharp whirlwind.
"Wow, that's even better than I thought."
Rather than confront him head one, Mylo ran around the camp chasing the fleeing goblins. Having a higher movement speed than them. He could bait the whirlwind of death toward them. Dozens and dozens of goblin body vanishing into millions of blue particles. Within minutes, the surrounding goblin all died from the hands of their leader.
"Well, that fixes my second issue. That only leaves me with you."
At the same time, the whirlwind attack slowly started to fade indicating the end of the skill duration. But before he stopped in place, the chieftain took his fast swinging momentum and threw once again his axe towards mylo with astounding speed; hitting him right in the stomach.
[You Have Lost 3,149 HP.]
['Zealous Bracelet' effect activated. 8/10 usage]
"How many fucking attack patterns do you have!"
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