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|ability=Grim Reaping: Chance for bonus damage; Extra damage for each additional Grim Reaper item equipped; Can hit up to twice per attack | |ability=Grim Reaping: Chance for bonus damage; Extra damage for each additional Grim Reaper item equipped; Can hit up to twice per attack (33% chance for 20,500 damage, +1,050 for each part equipped; 2% chance to process twice) | ||
|text=7. Sirens, urban banshees wailing at the gaudy heavens, heralded the end of her work. Even in the grittiest, most accursed cities, the police always came in the end. Scythe-wielding vigilantes couldn't hope to go unreported for long. The criminals who'd crossed her path were in pieces. But someone else might have witnessed her handiwork. Or maybe one of the women was so pathetic and weak that she ran to the authorities to blurt out a tearful, ungrateful tale. That thought made the Reaper's eyes narrow. But the night was lost, whatever the cause. So she slipped away to her ship. There were other cities, other worlds where she could punish wicked men. It was time to leave this one behind. | |text=7. Sirens, urban banshees wailing at the gaudy heavens, heralded the end of her work. Even in the grittiest, most accursed cities, the police always came in the end. Scythe-wielding vigilantes couldn't hope to go unreported for long. The criminals who'd crossed her path were in pieces. But someone else might have witnessed her handiwork. Or maybe one of the women was so pathetic and weak that she ran to the authorities to blurt out a tearful, ungrateful tale. That thought made the Reaper's eyes narrow. But the night was lost, whatever the cause. So she slipped away to her ship. There were other cities, other worlds where she could punish wicked men. It was time to leave this one behind. | ||
|obtained={{LotS/Rexp}} | |obtained={{LotS/Rexp}} | ||
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| name::Grim Reaper Boots | [[:Category:LotS/type::Boots|type::Boots]] |
| Attack: attack::160 Defense: defense::240 |
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| Grim Reaping: Chance for bonus damage; Extra damage for each additional Grim Reaper item equipped; Can hit up to twice per attack (33% chance for 20,500 damage, +1,050 for each part equipped; 2% chance to process twice) | |
| 7. Sirens, urban banshees wailing at the gaudy heavens, heralded the end of her work. Even in the grittiest, most accursed cities, the police always came in the end. Scythe-wielding vigilantes couldn't hope to go unreported for long. The criminals who'd crossed her path were in pieces. But someone else might have witnessed her handiwork. Or maybe one of the women was so pathetic and weak that she ran to the authorities to blurt out a tearful, ungrateful tale. That thought made the Reaper's eyes narrow. But the night was lost, whatever the cause. So she slipped away to her ship. There were other cities, other worlds where she could punish wicked men. It was time to leave this one behind. | |
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{{#set:color=Orange}} {{#set:ability=Grim Reaping: Chance for bonus damage; Extra damage for each additional Grim Reaper item equipped; Can hit up to twice per attack (33% chance for 20,500 damage, +1,050 for each part equipped; 2% chance to process twice)}} {{#set:text=7. Sirens, urban banshees wailing at the gaudy heavens, heralded the end of her work. Even in the grittiest, most accursed cities, the police always came in the end. Scythe-wielding vigilantes couldn't hope to go unreported for long. The criminals who'd crossed her path were in pieces. But someone else might have witnessed her handiwork. Or maybe one of the women was so pathetic and weak that she ran to the authorities to blurt out a tearful, ungrateful tale. That thought made the Reaper's eyes narrow. But the night was lost, whatever the cause. So she slipped away to her ship. There were other cities, other worlds where she could punish wicked men. It was time to leave this one behind.}} {{#set:obtained=Expedition Pack (Retired)}} {{#set:used=}} {{#set:notes=}} {{#set:unique=}}