1 The Last Achievemen (1/2)
”Hurry up! Crypt Lord Duorda will emerge any minute! If you need to heal or swap equipment, now's the time,” the squadron commander yelled to the hundred-man army.
Every player quickly checked their statuses and acted accordingly. Almost everyone clustered around the clerics and medics, waiting for their turns to be fully healed. In the meantime, they all checked their storages and began to switch armors and weapons, trying their best to counter the imminent threat specializing in death magic.
The squadron commander looked over his hundred-man army with pride before turning towards the ten assigned party leaders to relay commands. ”Remember that we must be vigilant, be ready for anything.”
”Oh, come on. Lighten up,” joked the third party leader, boasting bulky armor and a war hammer bigger than his head.
”Quiet, pay close attention to everything,” the commander was already scanning the army yet again. ”You all know of the real threat we face. Didn't you check the achievement board this morning?”
Some party leaders were startled as they remembered, others just looked around and waited for someone to explain. The seventh party leader spoke up, ”That fiend only has a single achievement left.”
”What!?” the ignorant third party leader yelled as he finally caught on. ”You can't be serious? But that's imposs—”
”It's true,” the squadron commander confirmed. ”Any guess as to what his last one might be?”
The bulky party leader shrunk back as he guessed, ”None for all, all for none?” When the commander nodded, the tank party leader ran back to the others yelling, ”Hurry up! Don't waste any time!”
Suddenly, dark mist shrouded everything and everyone, circling the tomb and marking the boss's arrival. Unlucky for everyone there, the randomized timer favored the dungeon boss and caught everyone off guard.
”Get in formation, what are you doing!?” the commander was furious at the terrible timing but could only move the plans forward without a second thought. ”Tanks surround him! Archers and mages form an outer ring! Clerics and medics hide behind the archers and buff our soldiers! Stay in mid-range, anything long range can be countered by the black mists!”
Everyone followed orders and listened to their respective party leaders as they took control and assaulted the risen crypt lord. The grind to dwindle the boss' health went fairly smoothly as the boss reached critical health, where he'd be buffed and his attack's became randomized.
”Careful everyone! Get closer and avoid the mist! It's toxic and will drain your HP!” the commander reminded everyone of Crypt Lord Duorda's crit abilities. ”Every attack he makes will drain your life and heal him, so watch it!”