Asura took note of the unavailable skills. Mana sense was useless to try and achieve right now, Use Light Equipment could be useful, Steal Stamina was pretty much a requirement to exist when one was going a full Stamina use build. While Stamina Furnace roared to life he took note the orange particles, okay orange was Stamina instead of classic RPG yellow. Good to know.

A Mana Orb hit him for low damage, but it was annoying enough while another fucking javelin hammered into the bowhorn deer skull he had 'equipped'. That fucker was getting on his last nerve, but it was another javelin that Asura now had. The nearby necroslime was stabbed by three of them at one, each pseudopod wielding one of the javelins he had picked up. It was fresh so it shouldn't be full life, and even if it was with a savage pull filled with Strength he tore the javelins out to the sides. Pretty much rupturing the membrane of the slime in three different points.

Moving again, and then stopping from a Poison Spit he growled. They severely lacked ranged allies. More Poison Spit, more Mana Orbs, for fucks sake how many long ranged enemies were there?! He weaved fluidly between the attacks. Although he couldn't avoid the splashed droplets from the splattering poison projectiles. Oh great, and now his Stamina was low! Growling angrily he lunged onto the skewered Zombie Lizard and clung to its body. He did his absolute damnedest to Drain its Stamina. Hell, he even made a second puncture in its side to see if that would help the flow. The only good thing about this situation was that the ghost wisps had no ammunition, a couple shots and they were gone on their own.

A javelin came flying, why was that goblin targeting him so much now? Whatever was his thought as he shifted so he was beneath the Zombie Lizard and let it take the hit while he continued to tug at what he felt was its Stamina. All the while being mindful of that black sludge from its mouth. Trent asked if the rear is clear, probably for a retreat they'd need to do very soon. [color=red]"It's clear enough to get out, and if that damned sword did more than poke what was over the water the area would be a lot more clear![/color] He hollered back as he tore both javelins from the struggling zombie reptile and jammed them into its spine at the neck. A jerk and he separated the vertebrae and cord from the rest.

While he was remurdering the damn lizard Ardur healed him a bit. More health never hurt, especially since he was about to start depleting his own just to keep attacking and defending.