Daru's eyes narrowed as he glanced at the nameplate of the Swordspawn that had just arrived:
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(Elite) Accursed Soulcatcher Lv. 50
HP: 25,000 / 25,000
MP: 200 / 200
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'Hoh…an elite, huh? Also, MP? Is that some kind of external energy?' he pondered, watching the actions of the armored wraith.
It stopped near the crater his Azure Swordfall had created, seemingly looking around.
The Accursed Soulcatcher easily noticed the mangled bits of gray flesh and bone scattered everywhere.
Daru prepared himself for a battle, knowing that he would have no choice but to engage the elite if it decided to search for him.
A mere dead tree is not a good enough hiding spot.
To his astonishment and slight disappointment, it merely proceeded on its way, ignoring the carnage and shifting its focus back to the Lost Damnedling grasped in its bony hands.
Daru then heard a grating cackle from the wraith as it disappeared into the distance with wide strides.
