Waiting was overrated, Hawk decided. Why did they have to count every time? He already knew how to count to three.
He knew they were going, they knew they were going, why wait?
Was it a lucky charm thing?
What if he didn’t?
The thought took all three seconds before Karl gave him the go ahead, and the phoenix began to douse the boss fight area in fire, setting the entire swampy area alight, but leaving two small ponds in the corners uncovered.
The boss sprayed something that immediately put the Ghostflame Fire out, so it couldn’t be simple water, but the fight had started, and the plague zombies spawned at every pool, including the two that were not burning.
At least most of those were burning.
The group engaged the boss, while the Cerro type Greater Golems rampaged through the burning zombies, simply smashing them aside and trampling the corpses.
A good time for any Cerro.
Carnage chased down the boss, who fended him off with surprising agility, using a staff to turn aside the blows from his axe. It might have even been a close fight, if it wasn’t for the fact that Carnage was not alone.
Hawk worked with Karl’s golems to take care of the zombies, which left the entire group free to engage the boss. And the boss was not nearly as durable as the first one. Every skill that landed cleanly left noticeable damage, and Karl’s healing allowed them to stand in the toxic fog while enduring the waves of plague magic that the Matriarch used.
You could almost call it a textbook strategy for the fight, if it weren’t for the fact that you normally needed at least half the group to eliminate the zombies.
Then, the Plague Matriarch dove into a pool and came up on the far side of the fight, right next to a newly spawned zombie.
She placed a hand on it, and her health came up by a sliver, but before she could consume more of them the other Carnage was on her, driving her away from the puddles and any chance of recovery.
The group rushed across the battlefield, hacking their way through the undead, until they could engage the boss again.
Its health was dropping fast, and Hawk was in his full glory, with the entire swamp set on fire, to the point that the toxic puddles were boiling and actually adding to the toxic fog effect that the boss created.
Hawk didn’t mind.
The fog was all the way down there, and he was up here, away from the entire problem.
Karl chuckled at his bird brained companion, who failed to realize that there was any sort of concern for the rest of the group. The toxins still applied to the group with [Eternal Lightning] up, though the swamp water’s effect did not.


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