Dexter studied the routine movents of the mob repeatedly, looking at every point where the one roaming ogre stopped by before coming back near the entrance.
'This one is good for a bigger pull, but we're not doing hardcore adventure so there is no need to make it seem that way...'
'A small pull is enough. The problem is it'll take too much ti... and a bigger pull could wipe us out if the healer can't heal at the exact ti.'
'Well, I could just resurrect everyone after dying from a wrong move... so, no problem here.'
Cracking his neck, he stared at Stella and the Numbers.
"Number Six and Ena, study my movents, okay? Also, no one does anything except follow ... No attacks, no heals, no spells, none... unless I tell you to."
"And Baby, don't let die..." Dexter said smiling at Stella.
Transforming both of his Guillotine Blades into a Mace and a Shield, Dexter waited until the roaming Ogre ca into the third point.
Gripping his Mace, Dexter waved it in front of the two ogres to get their aggro before transforming his Mace into shoes that could tumble and have an i-fra.
That's what Dexter thought before a heavy palm smacked his naked body.
"Don't heal! Don't attack! I'm okay... FUCK!" Dexter shouted towards the people following him from behind.
Dexter ran, and was now being chased by the two Ogres.
'Damn... I rember, this is not the Eldrion Online I fucking used to play...'
Swapping his shield into a Jacket, he activated its ability to steal life from its surroundings, making every ogre touched by its effect chase after him.
At the last point of the roaming Ogre, Dexter changed his shoes into a crossbow and shot it, making the roaming ogre and the ogres around him chase Dexter.
Because of the aggro that Dexter had generated, even though the Ogres were much nearer to the Numbers, they still chased him.
Switching his crossbow and jacket back into a mace and plate armor, Dexter then activated the Taunt, making all the Ogres clumped and attack him with their large hands and crude weapons.
"Fuck! Fuck!"
Though Dexter's defenses were high because of the plate armor, he was not immune to pain. Being smashed by a large club was never fun to begin with; moreover, it was more painful because of the debuff given by the bracers.
With another smash of a Mace, Dexter noticed the enhanced, reddened eyes of an Ogre, a sign of full aggro.
"Stella! Now!" Dexter shouted.
"Sacrifice!"
Stella sacrificed 25% of her Max HP to restore Dexter's HP to full.
"Good! Now spam all your skills..."
The Numbers, especially Number Two and the damage dealer, spamd all their skills at the Ogres, and Stella continued healing Dexter even though his HP was full, while Dexter continuously taunted the Ogres despite the painful hits from them.
It took almost five minutes before all the Ogres died from spamd skills.
"See... that?" Dexter said between pants.
"That's a tank's job..." Then he looked towards Number Six, "Do the sa. I don't care if you make mistakes, I'll just resurrect you all... and Kur, ti your heals..."
Dexter changed his equipnt into a Holy Staff and Cloak and let the Numbers lead the way.
Mac gulped when he saw another batch of Ogres – far fewer than Dexter had pulled.
Hardening his resolve, he copied Dexter's movent, waving the mace in front of the ogres and running to the next batch, pulling its aggro.
The Numbers followed behind him except Ena who was standing beside Dexter. Despite the painful hits from the ogres, Mac persisted until he had the aggro of the last batch.
Yet, when he saw his HP was almost zero, he panicked.
"Heal !"
"Sacrifice!"
Bam! Bam!
Six large clubs smashed Kur simultaneously, bursting his body and flattening it on the ground.
He couldn't cast invulnerability against a sudden attack, or even cast a protective shield.
The lost aggro made all the ogres attack randomly, killing and smashing everyone like ants.
Mac watched his party wipe before dying the sa way.
"Resurrect..."
After Dexter returned them to a safe spot, he told them to repeat the pull.
Ena watched the Numbers die and resurrect repeatedly, dying without knowing why the aggro was being lost, resulting in them becoming waterlons under the Ogres' clubs.
"Tell , Ena, what do you think is wrong with your party?"
Ena bowed down and shut her eyes while continuously tapping her forehead.
"The aggro was getting lost after Kur's heal..."
"And why is that?"
Ena hardly tried to replay how Dexter made his pull before shouting to Stella.
"You... hit them with taunt one last ti before the heal?"
Dexter smiled, rubbing Ena's head.
"Good, you're very observant... though there are plenty of ways to heal the tank without losing aggro, or let the Tank cast his taunt ASAP before his HP hits a critical point... No one thought of or innovated sothing that could help them escape their predicant."
"There are no shortcuts in this ga.. I an World. If it doesn't work, it won't work... no matter how many tis you repeat sothing."
Watching the Numbers get smashed to death again, Dexter teleported in, resurrected them all, and put them back in the safe area.
"M-Master... I-I think it's impossible for to copy your movents..." said Mac.
"Yes, of course it is impossible, since I can swap gear with just a thought... but the task I gave you is simpler than you think... Rember, in this world, the Tank makes the call," Dexter replied.
"Honestly... I could give you dozens of tips, but I'm not sure if they'll work since i-fras are gone from this World... I don't know if you know what they are, but they were movents that made you invincible for a second... and that's one key tip: Invincibility."
"Master... may I suggest what I would do if I were the one handling the pull? Maybe it could help them sohow," Ena said.
"Sure... whatever. Also, we don't need to go all the way to the boss room — it'll be a waste of ti for , since I'll be the one killing it anyway..."
Dexter then sat beside Stella, who was napping and talking in her sleep.
"And rember this... if you can't even complete this simple task I've given you... you should all just go ho and remain slaves forever."
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