Since they formed a party without a Warrior or a Knight, they were a bit unstable. Although Zephyr took the role of defending, they were in trouble when numerous monsters attacked at once. They often confused monsters with Hwaryeong’s Dance of Chaos or Dance of Temptation, but if her and Irene were both absent, it would impact the expedition quite a bit.
“I’ll go.”
Da’in stepped up.
Shaman was a job that truly symbolized mix-matched character!
It had quite a bit of damage, so it was her specialty to beat up the monster when it is not under normal condition.
Da’in would sometimes mutter while swinging the club.
“Yeah, the true beauty of beating up is the hand job. If I don’t have this delicious taste of beating up, then hunting would be no fun.”
She who was gaining quite a lot of popularity as a Shaman at Morata, and was giving the Pale’s group a hand. Zephyr nodded.
“If it’s Da’in-nim, I can trust you. You can cure poison and heal. Hwaryeong-nim and Da’in-nim should both go and give some help.”
After deciding who will go to underground prison, Yurin drew a picture following Weed’s description.