"Do I even need to ask?"
Clutching the fletching of her arrow tightly, driving her nails into her fingertips, Iyas's response was without a hint of hesitation. She strained her trembling arms as she drew her longbow,
"If the only way to save my brother is to become stronger, I will get stronger with you all!"
An arrow suddenly left the quiver, tracing a white arc through the air with a piercing whoosh.
The Dark Knight lifted his shield to ward off Iyas's attack, but the arrow seemed to possess a magical force, ignoring the shield's defense and striking directly at its vulnerable core.
HP -783
A critical hit to a vital spot, Iyas's Strong Fortune kicked in once again, dealing explosive damage in one strike.
But...
[Guardian of the Hall of Wisdom
The man lingering on the edge of life and death
Class: Death Knight & Holy Knight
Level: LV36 HP: 7727/8510 MP: 2520/2520
