Raze Dawg paused.
Before today, he would have laughed at that comparison. Monster bosses had patterns, phases, and terrain built around them. Players were supposed to be messier than that.
Emperoar had somehow become worse than a pattern because he kept changing the answer.
The comparison should have sounded insulting. Emperoar was a player, an underleveled tank who had somehow dragged himself into the middle of Just Die's plans and refused to die properly.
After the West Bank, however, Raze Dawg could not reject the description.
"He has a set that lets him breathe underwater and move freely," he said. "But the water pet is definitely his biggest advantage. He used the pet, the water, and the terrain all at once. By the time we solved one problem, he had already made three more."
Victoria's gaze did not move from him.
