That inexplicable reservoir holding her al Energy had surged a staggering amount—and that was despite how she had burhrough [Empowers] without hesitation. The chieftain's shard of Greed had granted even more of that precious resource than she had expected.

  "It's a lot?" Jordan guessed by the expression on her face.

  "Uh, yeah," Natalie said. "Twice as much as the raid leader, if not more."

  "Not surprising. The Raid Leader was strong, but we could handle him. That chieftain was … something else."

  "Had two levels on you," Natalie grunted. "And one on me. Would've been tough even without Greed. So yeah."

  Which had been why she'd taken that risky gambit of hers, she didn't repeat aloud.

  "What'cha gonna use it on?" Jordan asked. "[Juggernaut]?"

  Even as they spoke, another of Liz's heals washed through her—the weakest yet. They were hitting the point of heavily diminishiurns, where the effects were muted by at least a factor of ten, leaving them limp and iive. She'd be walking home sore, that was certain.

  "That's the no-brainer," Natalie agreed. "It's a passive, and a strong ohat's always in use. Woulda do st time, but we'd figured [Empower] would go further."

  And that had been the right choice, with [Empower] the star of that climactic fight. [Smite] might have been the fshy finishing move, but its power had e from [Empower], and so had [Hunker Down]'s, which had created the opening for [Smite] in the first pce.

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  [Juggernaut]: Progression advanced from 2 to 3.

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  [Juggernaut] - PASSIVE. PROGRESSION 3. Css-bearer receives {2.0x} bonus to furor, applied after all other bonuses.

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  Strength suffused her as the skill progressed to its third stage. Previously, it had been a one-point-six multiplier. Going up to two times meant a twenty-five pert perma, ongoing increase to her strength—and all other physical aspects associated with the Furor stat.

  Despite the aches across her body and feeling generally worn down, Natalie's lips turned up iement. Not a bad upgrade at all.

  She reyed the information to her team. Sofia was shaking her head by the time she'd finished. "You were already starting to crush everyone in our css," she said. "And now you'll be ing baother level up, and with a twenty-five pert boost on top of that? You'll demolish them."

  "Looking forward to testing it out," Natalie agreed with a grin.

  "How much did that use?" Jordan asked. "What's left?"

  "al Energy? Not much. A third, ish?" She rubbed her . "I think I'll go for [Bigger is Better] . And if I have enough left over, [Smite]."

  "Going for personal upgrades this time around?" Jordan asked.

  There was the alternative option of taking [Stylish] up a tier, which might be the better team py si would affect all of them—including herself. But Natalie grimaced. "I didn't like being so useless against that thing," she said. "I get that I won't always be strohan anything we go up against, especially bosses, but they shouldn't be able to catch my hammer and rip it out of my hands." The experience had uled her more than she would admit.

  "They're your points," Jordan said. "And I don't think there are any bad choices. None of us will be upset with our tank turning into even more of a battering ram."

  Natalie couldn't help but gnce around to see if anyone disagreed, but she received shrugs and nods. [Stylish] would be her arget, but holy, she did want to use her points selfishly this time around.

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  [Bigger Is Better]: Progression advanced from 2 to 3.

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  [Bigger Is Better] - PASSIVE. PROGRESSION 3. Oversized ons receive {signifit} boo offensive power and are {greatly} easier to maneuver.

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  As the upgrade went through, Liz's heal suffused her.

  "Alright," Liz said. "Don't think there's much point putting more in you. How are you feeling?"

  Natalie rolled a shoulder, and couldn't stop the wince.

  "Not dead," she offered tentatively.

  Liz seemed genuinely distressed at that, and Natalie hurried to assure her.

  "But, I'll be able to stand. Wouldn't be the case if you weren't here. Healers only do so much." She patted Liz's khanks."

  "I better hit level three soon," the royal pouted, the reassura having done much. "I want a stronger heal. I don't like seeing you hurt, it's my job to make sure injuries don't stick."

  "Most healers don't have to deal with their padins blowing themselves up," Sofia said ftly. "That's hardly your fault."

  Natalie made to stand, which prompted a flurry of protests from everyone except Ana. She waved them away; it wasn't like she could lie on the ground all day.

  As expected, her muscles hurt a lot more while standing. She winced as she walked around, and, to her dismay, she found herself fav her right leg. She didn't know what had happeo leave her left one so sensitive, but maybe the explosion had bent it weird: she had aimed [Smite] downward toward the chieftain's skull, ss would've taken the bulk of the bst. She'd only woken after several serious yering of heals; she had likely been in much worse shape right after the explosion.

  She scooped up her hammer. To her amazement, she barely strained us weight. [Valentine] felt at least twice as light as before, if not three times. Gripping it in one hand, she gave it a test swing. Jordan and Sofia's eyebrows went up, seeing that.

  "You will not be dual-wielding warhammers," Sofia said ftly. "I'm vetoing the idea before you have it."

  Natalie ughed. "No pns to." Though the imagery of that was iing, dealing with one unwieldy on came with enough problems, much less two. Weight and maneuverability weren't the only plications involved with rge ons. "But seriously, look at this." She waved [Valehrough the air, bad forth, and even her injured muscles didn't ache much. "Those were some serious upgrades."

  "You have enough for [Smite], too?" Sofia asked.

  "Think so," Natalie said. "But it'd be close. I might rather have a reserve on hand for [Empower]." She pyed around with her hammer a little longer, stretg out sore muscles while walking around, before stopping.

  A wave of guilt crept over her wheuro see her teammates, their eyebrows raised at her easy handling of [Valentine].

  "Kinda sucks I'm the only one who got upgrades, this quest," Natalie said. "Normally everyone would get pieces of loot or something." Experience if nothing else. But surface monsters didn't even provide much of that. "All of it went to me."

  "Quests pay out with tokens," Jordan shrugged. "Lots of 'em. Especially for ohat turned out as bad as this. We'll be able to buy something from the Exge."

  "Besides," Sofia said. "This wasn't about us. We were helping people who needed help. That's the point of quests."

  Natalie hat alleviated the guilt a bit, though she did wish her teammates had shared in the spoils. Quests weren't supposed to be lucrative from a progression standpoint, yet these few days had actually provided an enormous amount of boo her, via the two shards of Greed.

  She pnted [Valentine] down into the dirt, leaning against it as she looked around the goblin camp, littered with corpses.

  "Now," Natalie said. "What's the pn? I'm thinking we should lug big ugly over here," she gestured at the chieftain, "Back to Tarenhelm. No one'll believe us otherwise."

  Sofia stared dryly at the hulki. "No," she said. "I don't think they would. Goblins … simply shouldn't get that big," she said, shaking her head.