A sword, a spear, and a bow and arrow. Igor carried every single mentioned weapon and not only were the weapons themselves of the highest quality but so was his skill with them. There was nothing Igor could not do. Nothing he could not transition between. From bow and arrow to fiery sword to his spear too.
Suffice it to say, Igor won his battle with little issue. Then the next. Then the next. One by one, they left and Dasha was eventually alone. Igor won four battles in a row.
An opportunity presented itself when Dasha realized how mucky and dirty the Natural Qi was in the Dark Tower. For Tu Na Breathing, it was perfect. He would never run out of mana. The other warriors did the same by eating monster meat.
"The Solution," the boy called out, having been directed every single warrior to their deaths. "Please come through. It is your turn."
