The Whispering Wastes shook violently as twenty Paradox Weavers skittered across the silver dunes. These were not mere monsters. They were glitches in reality, moving with a chaotic stutter that made tracking them impossible for ordinary mortals. But the three veterans following Neo were not ordinary mortals. They were the apex of the Vanguard Citadel.
Kael led the charge. The colossal tank roared, a sound that carried the weight of eight hundred levels of pure physical endurance. He slammed the flat of his broadsword against his massive tower shield.
Buzzz!
A shockwave of deep crimson aura erupted from the impact. This was his supreme taunt skill, the Grand Inquisitor Call. The skill forced every hostile entity within a three mile radius to perceive Kael as the ultimate threat.
The twenty gray spiders instantly snapped their terrifying, glitching faces toward Kael. They abandoned all other pathing algorithms and converged on the armored behemoth.
