Part 168: The Air Has Shattered!? Crimson Raptor's Killing Breath!!
The Year 199X.The Wind slows, Water stills, Fire cools, and The Earth trembles.
A time begins where strength and chaos reign.
Yet heaven speaks of one man's destiny.
One burning heart to light the way.
One hand to shield the innocent, one hand to punish evil.
Many vile fiends await him.
They are already dead.
Legend of the End-of-Elements Savior - Fist of the Wind Shard
Chapter 1 - The Air Has Shattered!? Crimson Raptor's Killing Breath!!
Student, awaken! I will show you the ways of the Monk.
Monk's a pretty great class, but largely seen as not-so-great in advanced circles. Let's go over why:
Pros
- Best Strength and Vitality of any class.
- Most HP of any class.
- Innately counters physical attacks.
- Fists are always Dual-wielded
- Fists do critical hits.
- Fists are the basis of all combat and only a fool trusts their life to a weapon.
Cons
- Light armour makes them kinda fragile anyway.
- Their natural skill isn't all that impressive.
- Their other abilities aren't so great either.
- Fists do not rely on the spineless trickery often found in lesser weapons.
- Fists draw power purely from one's warrior spirit - a thing unheard of by cowardly magicians and rogues.
- Fists demand the sacrifice of worldly concerns in order to attain the final level.
- It's lonely at the top.
Student, observe this equation!
pre:
[(3 + {0... Level/4}) - Defence] * 2
This describes the bare hands of a common, mortal man. A man burdened by the material. A man reliant on his tools. A man eternally condemned to life and death. A man who has not learned of The Way.
He has no place here.
Now, student, observe this!
pre:
[(3 + Level * 2 + {0... Level/8} - Defence] * [2 + (Level*Strength)/256]
This describes your destiny!
As even an initiate of The First Level, your hands are knives. Their strikes pierce flesh, sever nerves, and shatter bones. Your fist slays men.
When your training is complete, they will be void. They will pierce the skies, sever destinies, and shatter worlds. You will slay gods.
Others speak in terror of the dangers on the road. You will grind such common evils under foot, until no man can tell them from the dust upon the breeze. You will think not of chance encounters on your journey. It is your enemy who must tread lightly, in the fear they may encounter you...
... and find Death!!
At the peak of the Wind Shrine, you have attained The Fifth Level - Your Hands Are Daggers.
Use them to carve this bloated hen.
Wind Shard's Killing Strike - Hungry Tiger Claims His Prize
LEVEL: 5
DEATHS: 0
KEN HITS LIKE A: Dagger
Student, your journey begins. Take up the spirit of the warrior, honor your ancestors, and remember your training in The Way.
You shall know victory.
Remember warm shoes.
You shall know comfort.
The road is long.
