Main Quest: HUNT THE ARCANE PACK Part 3

With a coordinated effort and unwavering determination, Kuonh and his party engaged the lone Arcane in a fierce battle. They executed their plan flawlessly, each member fulfilling their role with precision.

Andy, the Tank, stood steadfast in the front, his shield raised, intercepting the creature's powerful lunges. The Arcane's ferocious strikes rattled against Andy's sturdy defense, but he held his ground, protecting his comrades.

Kuonh and Trey, the Swordsmen, worked in tandem, taking advantage of the openings created by Andy's defensive maneuvers. Their blades flashed through the air, striking with precision and agility. The Arcane's thick hide offered some resistance, but they could see the impact of their blows taking a toll.

Naida, the Healer, remained vigilant, her healing spells mending wounds and bolstering their strength. Her supportive magic provided the crucial lifeline that allowed the party to endure the Arcane's relentless assault.

Meanwhile, Klent, the Mage, chanted incantations that summoned destructive magic. He unleashed fireballs and lightning bolts, each spell adding to the Arcane's injuries. The creature howled in pain as the magical onslaught continued.

The Arcane, though formidable, couldn't withstand the relentless assault of the well-coordinated party. It roared in frustration as it staggered back, its body marked by visible wounds.

Even though they couldn't see the creature's health bar, the party knew they were on the right track. They had a strategy, they had teamwork, and they had the determination to see this battle through.

The Arcane, sensing its impending defeat, leaped backward and growled menacingly at its assailants. The fight was far from over, and the party braced themselves for the next phase.

*grrss*

*slash*

The battle unfolded in a harmonious symphony of coordinated strikes and calculated moves. The Arcane, a formidable foe, found itself at the center of a relentless assault once again by Kuonh and his newfound party.

Andy, the stalwart tank, stood his ground, bearing another brunt of the Arcane's fierce attacks. His towering shield defended against claws and teeth, creating an opening for his companions to strike.

[Horizontal strike]

Kuonh and Tray, the swordsmen, executed their roles with precision. They darted in and out, exploiting gaps in the Arcane's defenses, dealing powerful blows to its flanks. Every swing of their swords was a testament to their skill and resolve.

[Fire ball]

Klent, the mage, contributed his destructive magic to the fray. Arcane energy crackled in the air as he chanted incantations, launching devastating spells that seared the creature's hide. His magic not only added to the damage but also provided a protective barrier around the party.

Naida, the healer, played a crucial role in maintaining the group's stamina. Her watchful eyes constantly monitored their health, ensuring that they remained in fighting shape. Her healing spells mended wounds and bolstered their resolve.

The party's synergy was undeniable, and as the battle progressed, Klent couldn't help but commend his comrades.

"You're doing great, guys!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with encouragement.

Naida, fueled by the excitement of the battle, glanced at her party list. Andy's health was dwindling rapidly, a testament to his commitment as the tank. Without a second thought, she decided to cast a healing spell to keep him in the fight. It was a gesture of support and care for her party members.

"!!"

However, the timing of her spell was less than ideal. Klent, realizing the mistake, moved to stop her, recognizing that the Arcane might seize the opportunity.

"Heal."

Andy's form was enveloped in a soothing, verdant glow as his health surged upward. But the Arcane's reaction was swift and unforgiving. It halted its assault on Andy and turned its malevolent gaze toward Naida. With a monstrous leap, it closed the distance between them, its vicious claws poised to strike.

"Watch out!" Kuonh's instincts kicked in, and he acted on pure reflex.

With a desperate and precise throw, Kuonh hurled his sword through the air. The blade pierced the Arcane's chest just as it reached Naida, preventing the monster's deadly strike. A pained, guttural cry escaped the Arcane as its life force faded away, and it crumpled to the ground.

Naida stood there, wide-eyed and trembling, saved by Kuonh's swift and accurate action. The party breathed a collective sigh of relief, knowing that they had narrowly averted a potential disaster. The battle had taken an unexpected turn, but their determination to succeed remained unshaken.

"gfssggrr--"

The triumphant cry echoed through the clearing as the Arcane fell to the ground, vanquished by the combined might of Kuonh and his party. Andy's exhilaration was palpable as he exclaimed,

"YES, WE DID IT! WE KILLED IT!"

The victory screen materialized before their eyes, displaying their hard-earned rewards:

1 ARCANE killed

Receive: +125 exp + 20 silver

Item: +1 Arcane hide

[Level UP]

A sense of accomplishment filled the air as they soaked in their well-deserved spoils. The experience points and gold were tangible evidence of their success, while the Arcane hide held the promise of future crafting or trading opportunities.

Naida approached Kuonh with a humble bow, her gratitude evident in her voice.

"T-thank you for saving me back there. I didn't time it right, so I accidentally aggroed the monster." Her admission was accompanied by a tinge of embarrassment, a testament to her dedication to supporting her party.

Kuonh nodded understandingly. His friends told him that healing skills often drew the attention of monsters, making precise timing a critical factor in battle. His timely intervention had kept Naida safe, and he was more than willing to lend a helping hand when needed.

Klent and Andy joined in the chorus of appreciation, their voices filled with genuine gratitude. "You really saved us there," Klent remarked, a hint of relief in his tone. Andy echoed his sentiments, adding, "Yeah, thanks, man. We make a good team."

The camaraderie among the party members was palpable. They had faced their first formidable foe together, and their triumph had cemented their bond as a cohesive unit. 

While the majority of the party members were basking in the afterglow of their victory and the camaraderie it had forged, there was one member who seemed less than thrilled. Trey, the other swordsman, stood apart from the jubilant group, his expression inscrutable.