Sacha looked at the countless zombies surrounding her, blood and rot dripping from her crackling sword. In this dark hallway, only the faint light of her divine sword illuminated her path, giving her a faint glimpse of something beautiful amongst all of those horrors.
{Skills/ Quests/ Classes/ Stats}
[{Level: 26}===={Name: Sacha Bernart}===={Race: Human}]
[{Health: 850/930}{Stamina: 985/1025}{Mana: 650/650}]
[{Strength: 38}==============={Intelligence: 18}]
[{Speed: 36}=================={Wisdom: 20}]
[{Dexterity: 16}================{Charisma: 35}]
[{Constitution: 29}==============={Spirit: 14}]
