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[New Class Skill Learned: Lesser Demon Army] Usable from level 90. Requires All Stats 101+. <Information Hidden>

[Guild Skill Available: Demon Army] Summons 18 [Lesser Golem] Demon type assistants. Requires all <Guild> Party or Raid Party. Limit 1 active casting Per Party. Cool Down 30 minutes.

[Level Up]

[Guild Experience Gained]

[Guild Title Gained: Ogre Overlords]

[Guild Item Gained: Ogre Ball] summons 5-10 elite Ogres to a Guild Member's side for 5 minutes. 24 hour cool down.

"What is that first Skill? That is just broken." Candia gasps.

"It looks like my lowest level Skill, but only demons and with 3 times the base summons. I think I get a Skill similar to it at level 90." Cain says, wondering why the information is hidden. Usually you can see the data about the next skill coming available, according to everyone else.

They step forward to get a good look at the room they've entered, only to find they're back at the start of the dungeon, standing on a platform by the exit gate having walked through what looks like a solid wall. In front of them where solid rock used to be, there is a staircase down a cliff leading to the dungeon they would normally have expected to find, with a wide variety of Ogres visible in the distance.

They sit down, looking over their skill options, or in Cain's case, just his stats, while they wait for Belle to recover.

[Name] Cain

[Level] 83

[Class] Puppet Master

[Race] Human

[Stats]+15

[STR] 125

[DEX] 100

[CON] 100

[INT] 100 

[HP] 800

[MP] 1000

He's doing pretty well, but he's not sure what stats will be needed for future skills. The upcoming skill requires 101 of everything, so that's a good guideline, but he was going to save some points until he could get to level 100 when he was originally going to get his first options from the class skill tree.

But now he's got an actual class skill available at level 90, hopefully this bonus skill doesn't mess up his options later.

[Stats]+15->0

[STR] 125

[DEX] 100 ->105

[CON] 100 ->105

[INT] 100 ->105

[HP] 800->840

[MP] 1000->1050

[Lesser Demon Army] Usable from level 90. Requires All Stats 101+. Triples the number of Demon Type [Golems] Summoned.

Excellent, meeting the requirements let him see the skill data, and oh how glorious is going to be. Cain wonders if one of the level 100 options will be this, but for any type of Golems, and if the two will stack. Forget that, will it also apply to the Guild Skill? That many Golems could truly be considered a Lesser Army.

"Is it possible to hate and love you all at the same time?" Belle asks, finally recovering from the flood of incoming Notifications.

"Yes, I think it is. And don't do your skills yet, we will find someone who knows the skill tree so you don't waste any extra points. It worked great for Triss, the bartender you met last night. She also got a ton of levels all at once." Cain smiles at the werewolf.

"Way ahead of you. We talked about it last night, so I got a copy of the skill tree from the Hall this morning before most of the Guild was awake. The Dwarves in Graska are really friendly." Belle laughs.

"Should we wait outside for the Ogres or take a break in here? We've most likely got 20 more hours before the dungeon resets and kicks us out." Cain asks the group.

"We made pretty good time finding the place, but I'm beat." Kone sighs and Mythryll points at her in agreement.

"What she said."

"Alright, Vala, wake us up in 4 hours, that would be a few hours before we would need to leave here walking if we were going to launch a dawn attack."

That doesn't seem nearly long enough to the others, but they can see the logic, get outside and get ready in case the Ogres are staging for an attack that will reach Sunnybrook tomorrow. They also now know they only need to kill one particular Ogre, the King. Once he dies there should be nobody left to gather more Ogres.

Maybe make that two leaders, since the last attack had two factions. If they're all coming from here, there is a high possibility there might be two Ogres capable of passing the test. It at the very least, capable of leading the residents of this dungeon out into the forest.

They don't move far, only fifty meters from the exit where they'll be hidden in the trees on top of the cliff. Close enough to intervene if the Ogres start pouring out, far enough away that they shouldn't get anything appearing in easy sight of them. Most of the Guild goes back to sleep while they wait, trusting Vala to wake them up once again. 

They almost manage to get a good sleep in, it's almost four hours later when Belle and Vala wake everyone up to meet them know Ogres have exited the dungeon and are standing around as if waiting on something.

"They must be scouts. If we attack now, they'll report back and the rest will stay hidden. If we wait for the others to start arriving it might be too late for them to stop." Cixelcid smiles his fanged grin.

Nobody has as better suggestion, and a half dozen Ogres isn't really worth their time anyhow, so they wait. Their patience pays off, as only a few minutes of furtive glances around the area pass before more Ogres start appearing. Only a few at first, but then a horde of them, a handful every few seconds. That's their cue, the exit is in full force.

They charge to the ridge line and Cain calls out his summons into their midst. Spells and Arrows begin to rain down into the Ogre ranks and the Pestilence debuff spreads like wildfire.. Even if they run back into the Dungeon now, they'll only infect their comrades, forcing the healers to waste mana cleansing everyone.