"How is the spear doing?" Cleo asked after the group cleared up the first patch of monsters on the next floor.
"Way better than what I already expected," Tom shouted his response back, pulling his new, fancy weapon out of the corpse of the monster he just killed.
Before, whenever he fought with another entity, he still had to use his skills to deal with the real damage. Even though spearmanship was a part of one of his skills, it wasn't anything more but the ability to swing his spear in a proper fashion.
As such, not only with his magical-sourced spear but even the one bathed in the blood of a monster, using simple cuts, slashes, and pokes wouldn't amount to much in a real fight.
But that wasn't the case anymore.
As if forcing Tom's mana to constantly circulate through it, the spear managed to turn even the simple, skillless attacks of his into an actual source of quick, albeit low, damage.