Teunaoh looked at the in his hand, still not quite sure if he wasn’t duped. But what’s done is dohe wood elf stepped back, opening the door wide.

  Liam entered first, sing the hut. It was full of dried herbs, potions, permeated by the smell of medie.

  To the right were a few simple mattresses woven from grass. A group of seven people stood o them. They wore simple clothes provided by Teunaoh. Obviously, the party’s arrival interrupted their healing process.

  “Wele, adventurers. Please don’t e too close. Me and my brothers are carrying an iious illness.”

  A man going by the name of Big Crow spoke, still harb hope that the adventurers weren’t there for him.

  He had an angled face with incredibly sharp eyes. Bck feathers grew from his head, an obvious sign of beastkin. He sciously held his clothes in a way to hide his upper arm.

  The rest of the group looked simir, all smiling reservedly, taking Big Crow as their leader.

  Unfortunately, Liam’s words shattered their hopes:

  “Save it. You knoe are here. Tell us who ordered you to pce the void dweller in the forest!”

  Immediately the Seven Crows’ faces fell. Their eyes swayed left and right, searg for a way out.

  “Adventurer. Don’t put your nose in things where it doesn’t belong. You leave me no choice but to silence you!”

  The atmosphere immediately turense. ons were drawn. The Seven Crows used everything from daggers to cws.

  The two groups stared at each, hostility filling the air. But suddenly an enormous pressure filled the hut. It was ge domineering, freezing everyone in pce.

  “If you want to fight, leave my domain!”

  Everyo awkward, quickly apologizing to Teunaoh. Big Crow turned his head towards the door. Suddenly a dark light enveloped him momentarily. When it disappeared, the fearsome bandit had transformed into a bck crow.

  “If you want answers, e to the forest. Otherwise, we will leave and you will never find us!”

  Leaving those words behind Big Crow flew out of the hut, followed by his brothers.

  The party didn’t have anythio do in Teunaoh’s hut. Apologizing to the wood elf they hastily left, chasing after the flock of crows.

  There was o go far as the Seven Crows were already waiting for the party.

  “So you decided to e. Good. It’s time to silence you!”

  The fight began surprisingly fast. Big Crow, ba his human flided over the floor, aiming his two daggers at Liam.

  Eveeran was surprised. His movement was clumsy as he jumped to the side, at the same time giving his friends some pointers:

  “This boss is quite strange. Except f Crow, they all share one HP bar as well as the same skill and attack cooldowns. But their aggro is different. You o make sure to attract them all!”

  [Stance -24]

  “That’s a thing?”, asked Braag in surprise, iing the enemies.

  [Big CrowRank: Boss

  Level: 24

  HP: 9700/9700]

  [Seven CrowsRank: Sub-Boss

  Level: 23

  HP: 8900/8900]

  “Huh, strange.”

  “Who cares. One or ten bosses, we will kill them all the same!”

  Overbearing Zen spoke fidently, his staff already raised, only waiting for the tanks to secure aggro.

  Radiant Shield moved while talking. Smming his hammer against his shield, a golden wave spread, smming into Big Crow and one of his brothers. Simultaneously the tank turo the left.

  Another enemy had already closed the distand was immediately met with Radiant Shield’s body sm. The tank was stable as a boulder.

  “Why do you meddle in our affairs?!”

  The smaller crow questioned angrily as he stabbed a bck spear at Radiant Shield. A tremor ran through the tanks body, refleg the sharp spear tip.

  [Stance -18]

  A graelody spread over the battlefield. The party members felt themselves strengthened as they sent out the first wave of attacks.

  Under Liam’s dire they all attacked the smaller crows, while making sure not to draw aggro.

  A freezing ice sword was quickly followed by a fming sword, sshing at the spear user’s head. The mages’ passives worked together, l the enemy’s defense.

  [-291!]

  [-273!]

  Final Fend swung his on, the rattling of s shaking the air sounding like horrifying shackles. He tried to hit all the smaller crows, but it was impossible. His efforts weren’t futile, however, giving his friends space to attack.

  Especially Braag was extremely careful. He didn’t even aim at one of the enemies, but at the floor, afraid of attrag unwatention.

  [-89!]

  [-41!]

  Silent Acacia didn’t o think that much. He pced his ultimate skill [Mark of Death] on one of the enemies. Sihey shared their status the mark of death affected all the small crows. Silent Acacia grihree arrows leaving his bow like bullets of a pistol.

  [-488!]x2

  [-407!]

  The hunter roud of his damage but ahat none of his arrow nded a critical hit. However, this didn’t slow down his movements. With a wave of his hand Zorn appeared otlefield.

  Summoning his pet Silent Acacia almost wao shout a gy sentence. Something along the lines of ‘It’s your turn, Zorn!’. However, he held himself back recalling the awkward feeling every time the Zen brothers called out the names of their skills.

  Speaking of the two mages they had begun casting, gathering a massive amount of mana on their staffs. During the process they watched the number one party, Hotpot, at work.

  The brothers were vinced seeing everyone moving with purpose even though only half of the inal Hotpot resent.

  A bck clothed figure suddenly appeared behind one of the crows silent like a shadow. Blinding daggers stabbed into the enemy’s back, immediately followed by two quick sshes.

  Unfortunately, the desired stun effect wasn’t applied. It appeared more like the opposite happehe seven crows suddenly got extremely agitated. Their speed escated as they seemed liberated of their shackles, allowing several eo attack at the same time.

  “You won’t bring us brothers down!”

  Two oppos stood at the rear, carrying a staff and a bow respectively. They were so far ued by the tanks, free to choose their target.

  Bloody Edge felt danger ing from behind his back. He attempted to get away but his positioning was suboptimal. Two enemies fnked him, making it difficult to dodge the magic sphere ing from behind.

  [-207!]

  Fortunately, the boss didn’t have a high magic damage. The more dangerous attack was ing in the form of a shining arrow headed for Final Fend.

  But the young man only showed a mog grin.

  “Ha! Perfect!”

  With an arrogant excmatioivated his skill [Fme of Punishment]. A fierce dark fme suddenly engulfed his on. With a skillful flick of his wrist, Final Ferieved his sword, ing it around his arm.

  The arrow fshed in his sight, arriving swiftly. Final Fend brought his arm in the way. A heavy impact could be felt through the on, apanied by a loud g.

  Instantly the dark fme left Final Fend, appearing oacker’s body, burning brightly. Parts of the predicted damage were reflected as Final Fend secured the aggro of another enemy.

  [-635!]

  However, while the young man was still smiling proudly, the enemies didn’t remain idle. Four of the smaller crows were focused on Final Fend, their ons raining down on him.

  He immediately felt the pressure. Final Fend tried to dodge with a jump backwards, but a violent great sword reached his fnk, heless. Fortunately, Radiant Shield alaid attention and jured a perfectly timed [Holy Barrier].

  [-934!]

  [Stance -21]x3

  The brightly shining barrier engulfed Final Fend, stopping the sword. It trembled faintly but didn’t show any signs of damage.

  “Thanks.”

  Final Fend was relieved, putting his focus ba the enemies. He briefly pondered his situation, ing to a decision. Protected by the barrier it was a great ce to use his ultimate skill [Storm of Fming s].

  Gritting his teeth Final Fend activated his skill. He opened his hand, where another sword appeared, formed purely from fmes. The temperature in the surroundings increased. A sulfuric smell filled the air.

  Suddenly Final Fend swung his arms. His ons moved as if they had a mind on their own. They wildly shed out in an area in front of him, mercilessly striking the enemies.

  The crows found themselves at a disadvantage as each time one of them was hit, their shared HP bar decreased.

  [-11!]x10

  [-52!]x8

  The fire damage caused by Final Fend’s skill put heavy pressure on the crows. But this wasn’t all as the s caused deep cracks in the floor whehey crashed into it, leaving a trail of fmes behind.

  Every time one of the bosses dared to put a foot into the fmes, they would receive additional damage.

  “Well done!”

  The friends were amazed. The chaotically moving s seemed to suppress the enemies alone. Even Big Crow frowned heavily, reizing the unfavorable situation. The big boss’s eyes narrowed dangerously as he shouted at his brothers:

  “Transform! Quick!”