@Zeroth@ReusableSword@Old AmsterdamDamn. The spire had come close to doing it's job, but his timing ended up being off; causing the hairy bastard just to stumble. However, peering into the darkness, Jason could discern that Rattleskull had caught himself on a stony pillar, and was now searching for his unseen assailant. Countless years spent on the battlefield had trained Jason's battle senses to untold levels; weaknesses, opportunities, tactical miscalculations.... endless combat had engraved a sort of sixth sense for these things; one could even call it predatory.
Right now, such an opportunity was ripe for the taking. In the forearm exists the radial artery, if said artery were to be cut in a combat situation, fighting ability would suffer CONSIDERABLY as a result, potentially even causing the combatant to bleed out; and right now, Rattle-fuck's was ripe for the taking. Channeling his mana through the ground as it took on the aspect of earth, Jason drove his energy further on and up the pillar. A
[Rock Spire I] burst forth from the pillar, poised to tear through the underside of the boss's forearm and sever the radial artery, with how focused he was on finding Jason, he'd never see it coming.
However, another problem seemed inbound. A squad of goblins led by one with broader-than-usual shoulders was headed his way. Absorbing his final mana crystal, Jason readied a
[Stone Shot II] with one of his remaining spikes as he squashed himself down, compacting his body as much as he could to hide. Once their torchlight fell over his slimy body, he let loose the spike into the Brawny goblin's throat.
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