The rogue had scaled the cliff face. No wonder he'd survived the blender of spinning warriors below.
BOOM…
The ground shook violently as the Mana-Forged Colossus finally crashed to the earth.
"Shadowstrike! Leafshade, now!"
Ethan had seen the rogue too, and the recognition sent a jolt through him. It was him… the one they called the God of Slaughter. Shadowstrike.
They'd crossed paths back in the Starter Zone. The man had made him eat dirt, locking him down with a brutal stun chain for what felt like an eternity. In his past life, Shadowstrike had earned that fearsome title. Ethan, also a rogue back then, had clashed with him countless times. When Ethan's gear was top-tier, he could hold his own. But after he'd been set up and lost his entire +30 enhanced set, every encounter with Shadowstrike had ended in a humiliating beatdown.
