A Paladin then lunged at Jake. The speed was wrong for having belonged to a Level 340 tank. He shouldn't have been able to close a twenty-meter gap in less than a second, but this one did. Jake raised his daggers, augmented his attributes with his trait, and caught the strike.
The impact created a shockwave. Jake slid back a foot. He looked surprised.
"He's heavy!" Jake said, shoving the Paladin back. "He hits like a Level 370! Even more!"
It was obvious. This guy was being buffed by hundreds of people.
Jorik grinned while Reidar and the others grimaced, because it meant that the church members, with all the buffs they were taking, were far stronger than they should've been.
Reidar looked around. The casters in the back line weren't attacking; they were acting as batteries, funneling their entire mana pools into the frontline fighters to inflate their attributes.
"Stop them, but don't kill anyone!" he said. The swarm dived. But the Church was ready for that too.
