"There really is a lot of nuance to combat, even when it looks like you’re just hitting things with a hamr." Jake noted as he watched Slate Petros tilt his shield to allow the boar to overrun him, and get the shield underneath its belly, where he could toss it off its feet, where he could attack the more vulnerable underside.
The two combatants separated with the boar limping, and Karl dismissed it.
Slate chuckled. "And that’s about how you deal with boars, you see? Sa sort of shield you’re using, just adapt the attack to the weapon you’ve got available."
Jake nodded. "I think that I get it now. You don’t overpower the beast, you use its montum against it so that you can strike at the flanks."
The Dwarf nodded. "Exactly. If you’re fighting wild beasts, you’re unlikely to be the larger combatant, so you need to use the advantages that you have.
Now, I’m a Shaman, so I don’t normally fight them up close like that. But Warriors don’t have as many options.
I’m sure that Karl can help you gain a few new skills. But the ones that Warriors can use aren’t as widely varied as other classes.
If you’re good with a bow, you could fight at a distance, but other than that, it’s almost all up close and personal."
"That’s better anyhow. So things need to be hit at a distance, but smashing it with a hamr is just so much more satisfying." Jake agreed.
The spectators chuckled. He was definitely part Dwarf.
"You said that Karl could teach new skills. But I heard that he’s not a warrior type class." He added.
Karl nodded. "I’m not. My specialty is beasts, but I also have a number of skills related to making magical items and training skills. It’s sort of a comprehensive assistant skill set.
Here, this is one of my favourites, and the first skill I ever had. [Rend] is compatible with warriors, and has a bit of range to it, so you can strike from a few dozen tres away and pull a wild monster to you."
{Champion Karl Offers Knowledge} Skill [Rend] will be transferred to the Stalwart Defender Jake.
Jake frowned, then nodded, and turned back to the training dummy. A downward swing of the hamr sent a vertical arc of [Rend] at the dummy, and he smiled, then nodded in satisfaction.
"That’s much better than [Cleave]. Similar in usage, but just generally better.
I see here in the System Interface thing that I have a lot of skills available for points, but I don’t have any points to buy them with. That’s not really surprising, as I’m new to this. But with ti I should be able to beco a proper warrior type Elite."
Karl nodded. "It usually takes years of practice and missions before new Elites are ready to go out and face the world alone. You’ve got a fully active System interface, which is an advantage. But going from Worker’s Advocate to Warrior is going to be a bit of a change."
The others laughed at Karl’s comnt. Usually, it was the other way around. You started out fighting your way up through the Ranks, and only when you had reached the peak of your ambition or abilities did you transition to an office job.
But the Golden Dragon Nation was not like the Dragon Isles, and they had so many Common Rank Humans that they needed them to help run things.
That was rapidly changing, and given two generations, it would no longer be the case, but for now, it was the status quo.
The staff brought out snacks, and the n took a break, while wondering what the ladies were up to right now.
The answer was that they were on to the facial rejuvenation phase of the spa treatnt, where the Fae used potions and magical massage techniques to reduce or eliminate the signs of aging.
While Elves lived for over a thousand years, they would still age or gain weathered features from years in the elents, so they had perfected this process ages ago.
They had never actually used it on a human before, but it should work well enough.
Both their Immortal bosses and the Chaos Dragon had confird that nothing during this visit would harm the guests.
Having soone who could see the future was purely cheating.
Though, it was also a bit of a headache, as Matilda and Misty were making vague jokes about things that hadn’t happened yet, while Cara kept rolling around and gesturing to respond to them.
"Can soone find the badger a transformation amulet? Hand gestures to answer are not massage-friendly." The masseuse finally complained.
Cara giggled, a sound reminiscent of a happy chainsaw, and then transford into her humanoid form, a teen beastkin girl with badger ears, and a white stripe down the middle of her black hair.
"Thank you, that’s much better." The masseuse sighed in relief.
"Yes, speaking directly is an improvent, even if I’m only part badger. But the revival of the Bunga Forests, right?"
The other two seers nodded happily, and the Elf shook her head in dismay.
Everything was so sort of inside joke or vague reference with them because they were all talking about things that they had seen in visions, or at a different point in ti.
Possibly, even a different tiline.
Misty frowned at Cara. "Are you sure that you don’t want to help you change those future events? It wouldn’t be hard."
Matilda shrugged. "So things are inevitable. Besides, what sort of Chaos Badger would she be if she turned down the chance to taste test the Gods?"
Cara nodded in agreent, and the Elf massaging her scalp looked horrified.
She wouldn’t, would she? That was insanity. Practically begging for divine retribution.
But Dana knew.
If there was a chance to find out what a God tasted like, Cara would one hundred percent do it, just to say that she knew the answer.
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