[Ding! Remaining Elite Units: 2]
[Ding! Warning: Zone Event Completion Imminent.]
The entire battlefield froze for a second. Now only 30 more seconds remained. Damon blurred forward like a streak of night itself, appearing behind the stone-skinned beast with a glinting claw of condensed blood magic in his hand. It pierced the creature's neck cleanly, absorbing all the blood essence.
Before anyone could breathe, he Shadowstepped again, this time near the last elite—already weakened from an earlier scuffle. The poor monkey didn't even get a chance to roar.
Arvan tried to land a hit but the spell blade was far away. He could only send a fire surge which Damon was happy to block on behalf of the monkey using Damage Guard, a useful little tank skill he had picked up from someone.
"Bastard!" Arvan shouted in exasperation which Damon felt free to ignore. He quickly finished off the last elite monkey right in front of everyone's eyes and a system wide notification rang out.
