Well…150 HP…

Jaeger scratched his head as he pulled the Inventory screen out of his face. He had a health pot, which was nice, and he still had his skills as a once-high-level player which was also nice, but…ugh, 150 HP. It felt so bad. Closing his Interface with a tap on the ‘x’, he gave a look at the rest of the members of Hobostronk, before readying his stick once more.

One hand stretched out, his fingers counting down from three.

Two.

One.

With a swing directed at pretty much nothing, Jaeger swung his big stick into the rustling brush, making a prayer that he didn’t just smack a dragon in the face.