LotS/Grim Reaper Armor
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| name::Grim Reaper Armor | [[:Category:LotS/type::Chest|type::Chest]] |
| 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 (20,000 damage; +1000 per item) | |
| 4. Her Seeker would do its work, punish evil with the unfeeling efficiency of computerized intelligence. Her attention was elsewhere. Down in the alley, the dark sediment beneath the neon waves... Visible to her natural sight, displayed in true color instead of splashes of incandescent heat. A woman was running, screaming screams that the rest of the universe ignored. A man was after her, a big brute whose intentions twitched in every angry muscle. At last. Something for the Reaper... She grasped her scythe in both hands and leapt. The man looked up in time to see his demise crackling along the edge of its blade. | |
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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 (20,000 damage; +1000 per item)}} {{#set:text=4. Her Seeker would do its work, punish evil with the unfeeling efficiency of computerized intelligence. Her attention was elsewhere. Down in the alley, the dark sediment beneath the neon waves... Visible to her natural sight, displayed in true color instead of splashes of incandescent heat. A woman was running, screaming screams that the rest of the universe ignored. A man was after her, a big brute whose intentions twitched in every angry muscle. At last. Something for the Reaper... She grasped her scythe in both hands and leapt. The man looked up in time to see his demise crackling along the edge of its blade.}} {{#set:obtained=Expedition Pack (Retired)}} {{#set:used=}} {{#set:notes=}} {{#set:unique=}}