The instant the opening appeared, Martin's eyes locked onto the venom sac.
[Emperoar: ALL YOUR STRONGEST ON MY PING!]
Across the flooded nest, the entire vanguard answered at once. Buffs flared, weapons lifted, and every player with a finishing skill pushed it to the front of their rotation.
Martin equipped his sword again and channeled Dominion of Arms. Then he stepped forward and charged like a berserker, his Black Wolf Fangblade conjuring the orange aura of a ravenous wolf. Kinnami circled close to him, her golden Wolf Spirit presence blending with his own until it seemed as if Martin wielded two hungry wolves at once.
Black and gold auras wove together, sharpening Death Jaw into the fiercest bite the sword had ever unleashed.
Duelists followed in Martin's wake while the skills of mages and rangers screamed over their shoulders. NukEncore's Fire Thunder Bolt shook the cave again as she conjured it, then hurled it forward to make sure her bolt reached the target first.
