The entire team stared at the rune's description, eyes wide.
A summoning rune…
"It's a one-time use!" Leeroy grumbled after a long pause, still trying to salvage his pride. No one dignified it with a response.
They'd just fought the thing. They knew exactly how tough that level 65 Skeletal Reaver was. Before Ethan arrived, Leo had shouted in alarm that if he'd still been a Shield Tank, he wouldn't have survived three hits. The level difference was too great. A tank relied on Block and Parry, and those stats were easily negated by a higher-level foe.
The Brewmaster was different. He ate the damage wholesale. No block, no parry—every bit of damage went into the Stagger pool to be mitigated or purged. He did have a Dodge buff, though. Every hit he took added a stack, granting a 20% chance to avoid the next attack. It stacked. So, worst-case scenario, he'd eat five hits and the sixth would be a guaranteed Miss. His single-target skill, Phantom Kick, also granted a stack on hit.
