"Level 100? That's no joke. What do we all average? 56?" Elora asked, her voice tense as they got ready to attack. The golem stood immobile, a looming figure of stone and fury, as if it were toying with them, patiently waiting for their first move. Its massive body towered over them, and for a moment, the silence in the hall felt almost mocking, as if the golem enjoyed the tension it created.
As the group prepared, the realization that magic wouldn't work against the golem struck them hard. "Alright, mages, you'll need to switch to support roles," Asher instructed, his voice firm and authoritative. "Protect yourselves, but focus on buffing the physical attackers. We need to maximize our damage output while minimizing risks."
Freya nodded, his expression resolute. "I can boost your attack power and speed. That should help us close the gap and hit harder."
