Chapter 352: Boss - Soth, The Pale Moon Dancer

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Soth moved slowly and deliberately. Each step was soft, and light, nearly soundless. Soth's attacks had an unrelenting, beautiful fluidity to them.

When I would move outside of the range of his short sword, he would attack with his whip. If I strayed too far away he would jump towards me slamming his hand into the ground, sending a wave of black smoky fire out in every direction.

When I would get a few hits in, Soth would hold up his shield for a moment, then push it forward, sending out a wave of energy that knocked me off my feet.

He attacked with a slow methodical approach, however I couldn't get the timing of the attacks. Each attack seems irrational, and beautiful, devoid of any sanity and yet gorgeously executed.

Many times I found myself on the ground. Soth's first hit would graze me; The pain and force from the attack left me staggering and breathless. The second would then knock me to the ground.

The damage from the attacks where nothing to scoff at but not seriously dangerous. However the pain and exertion left me ragged.

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