123 Chapter 123 (2/2)

To its credit, the mob had leveled its lance in a direction as if to try and skewer one of the adventures as it flew through. It was quite impressive, actually, and James couldn't help but admire the knight's determination. The stuffed mob had noticed Oak was still unmoving, his eyes locked on the massive creature of his nightmares and had adjusted his lance appropriately. While the Teddy Knight didn't have much control over its flung projectile direction, it was using a lance that was close to 10ft in length, and it seemed he intended to use that to take Oak down with him.

Normally, if Oak was paying attention, and not likely reliving some traumatic past, the Teddy's attack would be completely harmless. James had watched the Indra blast away melee attacks with defense bolts of electricity, which actually seemed to have a chance to stun the attacker. But it was looking grim for him, as the bear continued its approach.

Of course, Oak wasn't alone. James watched, in surprise and awe, as Gno-More's hands glowed for a moment, and two…needles? Appeared in his hands. With all the accuracy and ease expected of an assassin, Gno-More threw the glowing needles at the approaching bear mob. The needles flew true, and sunk within about three inches of each other, into the teddy knight's right shoulder. The needles glowed for a brief second, and then James watched as, curiously, the teddy knight's lance fell from his grasp, and his arm went completely limp.

”What in the world?” James glanced at Rue, who was watching the entire fight unfold before them as well, her food left forgotten on the table in front of her. She shrugged and turned back to the fight, and he sighed and did the same. They would be chatting more about Gno-more a little later. But the fight, as it unfolded, needed their full attention.

With the lance dropped from the teddy knight, it no longer had a way to reach Oak with an attack. Instead, it used its shield in its other arm to create a wall between itself and the ground, so that when it landed on the wooden bridge, the shield absorbed the impact, and the bear, impressively, flipped back up to its feet.

”Think I should Axe him for directions?” Manly the Dwarf called out to Gno-More, as he rushed the bear. The mob raised its shield and turned to intercept the dwarf, but a split second later, dropped that piece of defense as well. Two more needles were sticking out of its left shoulder, and that arm too, went limp.

”I say we should get straight to the point.” Gno-more stuck his tongue out at Manly and started laughing, two more needles in his hand.

”You're such a prick.” Manly responded, even as he swung both of his axes at the defenseless teddy knight. Both weapons glowed brightly, and James knew they were about to do a lot more damage than normal. As an axe champion, Manly the Dwarf now had access to a unique passive, that added 10% true damage to all of his axe attacks. On top of that, if he was using an axe, he got an additional 50 damage to each axe, per level in his axe champion class. Meaning, if those axes connected, the bear was in for a world of hurt.

Needless to say, the poor knight, with two useless arms, flung unceremoniously off of its trusted mount, did not have a way to defend himself. So, Manly's axes both cut deeply into the poor bear, ripping fluffing out as the axes cut through its cloth stitched armor. Even more unfortunate for the poor mob, was that both those axes did slashing damage, meaning each of Manly's already enhanced attacks, were doing an additional 10% damage to the poor bear. All in all, the knight didn't last long.

Of course, that didn't mean the fight was over for the rest of the party. Oh no, not by a long shot. Because even as they finished the single teddy knight, and turned to focus on the Giant Plaython, who's fear had now faded, reinforcements were already on their way. Because, not only was the funky monkey now in range, but the lite knight was finally near enough to the Giant Plaython to begin buffing it with its teddy Paladin magic. And, on top of that, James had ordered one more set of mobs to aid the group attacking the raid party.

If the Knights and Boss Slayers were going to create a 10man raid party to explore his third floor, well it only made sense for James to increase the number of mobs being thrown at them at any given time. Besides, he was really enjoying the brutal carnage as stitching was torn and stuffing was being flung about. Especially because it seemed the fluffing, which was soaked with swamp water, was starting to actually inhibit the adventurers. Huzzah for accidental debuffs.