Both Boudica and Geralt leaned towards offense, their support abilities lackluster.
Facing the enemy, Boudica and Geralt fought desperately. However, with only two of them against the seemingly endless Heretics emerging from the darkness, their efforts were strained.
The Heretics drew closer, ever closer. Boudica and Geralt had to protect Lance on the ground, preventing them from effectively dodging the surrounding enemies.
How can we stop them now?
"Back off! You filthy blasphemers!"
Junia's power wasn't limited to her Divine Arts. In this instance, the enemies were too close, leaving her no time to cast. She had to swing her spiked hammer, intercepting the Heretics surging from all directions.
Each swing of the hammer sent its spikes viciously piercing enemy flesh, tearing through muscle with the force of the impact.
A blow to the head, even for Heretics strengthened by the Flesh Rite, was unbearable, sending them crumpling to the ground.
