Durak's Battle Armor was riddled with countless holes from the corrosion, but the Corpse Warriors that took the opportunity to close in were far more deadly. Their Bone Blades were smeared with neurotoxins extracted from the Corrupt Hatreds.
A cornered beast's last stand.
Fang Zhou's Soul Shattering Magic Ball drew a pale trajectory through the void.
Just as Durak's War Axe smashed the sixth Corpse Warrior, seven Bone Spines entwined with Resentful Souls suddenly burst from the ground, binding him in a suffering pose. The ripples of a Soul Shock followed close behind, forcibly choking the Battle Cry brewing in the Troll's throat.
"You... dare!" Durak's bloodshot eyes burst as he pushed his Frenzy bloodline to its absolute limit. He actually ripped out two of his own ribs to use as weapons, piercing through the skulls of two Corrupt Hatreds.
