I'm an NPC and a cunning vampire, isn't retreating when the going gets tough completely normal for me?
And for all it's worth, Sir Morphy, you haven't exactly been unfair in making me invincible, right?
"Shields up front! Range retreat, magical ready, start the BOSS battle in 10 seconds!"
The commander-in-chief, Happy Stick, yelled, and all the players immediately perked up.
This was their first boss battle in "Real Different World", they had to treat it seriously.
Meanwhile, Morphy, who had quickly returned to the second-floor guard room using his Blood Descendant, watched the actions of the little players below with satisfaction. He snapped his fingers at the young lady behind him, who had completely controlled the core of the corridor constructions, and said:
"You stay here and control the core. Remember to add two gargoyles into the battlefield per minute. When that big black one is about to be killed, send in six gargoyles at once."
"???"
