BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMM!!!!!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMM!!!!!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMM!!!!!
The Martial Sages immediately returned with a fearsome offensive against the eldritch chimera, unleashing all their power against the extraordinary monster of hellish power.
And yet, one thing had become clear to all of them.
The eldritch chimera was beyond their nominal capacity to vanquish.
If it weren't for the healing fruits that they had painstakingly preserved over eleven years, not using them even once despite how tempting it might have been, over half of them would have died in an instant to the very first attack.
Much of the other half would have been weakened tremendously by the wound itself or the sheer amount of stamina and energy they would have consumed to heal the wound. They would not have made it past another attack, let alone the entire battle.
