The Blacklake Bloodwoods' Vine Entanglement had slowed Marcus by thirty percent, but it had not completely immobilized him. He could still move. That alone was the difference between life and death, because if he took another full volley from that group of monsters, he would not survive it.
He activated Wraith, and the sluggish drag on his limbs vanished at once. His speed returned to normal. In the distance, the misty white figures were already gathering themselves for another synchronized strike. Marcus quickly downed a large health potion, the warmth spreading through his chest as his vitality surged back, and then he sprang forward.
He signaled to his Temple Guardian, Pebble.
The expressionless knight lowered his lance and charged, spamming Taunt as he barreled straight into the clustered monsters. The moment he entered their range, the creatures that had been preparing to focus fire on Marcus shifted their attention toward the armored guardian instead.
