![]() note In Real Life, people with loads of muscle can still be fast and have endurance to a point but they most likely will not have the same as those with relatively less muscle mass, and lots of muscle can hinder agility and flexibility to a degree as well. Too much muscle can hinder speed and endurance to a degree, as some deconstructions of Mighty Glacier characters show. They tend to be uncommon as main characters in Platform Games, due to agility being a pivotal element of that genre.Ī greater muscle mass (to a point) theoretically provides speed but the Mighty Glacier tends to use the heaviest equipment possible, sacrificing any speed for the pure crushing power that only he can achieve. Some games mitigate the Mighty Glacier's slowness by providing support units which can carry it around more quickly than it can move on its own. They would need rocket skates to be described as "inching along". Mighty Glaciers also tend to carry weapons that would break anyone else's arms just to pick up, and can hold open doors that would break a lesser person's fingers off when they slammed shut. A single hit from a Mighty Glacier is about ten hits from anyone else. Strong but slow.Īs the name implies, the Mighty Glacier is one of the strongest people in the world. Fun fact: This was one of the few parts in the story that I never really liked.- Legionary Grimoire Page on the Cabal, DestinyĪ common character build in Competitive Balance which emphasizes raw power at the cost of speed and evasion. ![]() This isn't because I hate what I did here, but because I always felt like I could never quite write up the all-encompassing effects of millions of years of battle hitting someone's mind to the point where they find themselves in the middle of it at the drop of a hat (or sigil). Still, none of you who still bother reading this are here for my dislike, so have a chapter. (Studious, the Good Hunter of Cruel Fate) Remember, badly done insanity is in red, and this time the lack of a Mary to grab shows.ĭisclaimer: This chapter may require highlighting to read the large amount of insanity text involved. The Good Hunter pulled his scythe out of the last of the horde of The damned blue bastard’s Emissary celestial mobs. This time, at least, nothing had made it past him. He looked around the room that Mary I can see her cracks She’s falling apart had just excavated. #DUNGEON HUNTER ALLIANCE THAMOS RESERVOIR FULL#įor the most part, it looked Full of foes A perfect place to Hunt and improve yourself like all the others that Mary had dug up, except for one difference. There was a The sigil of the Hunters were etched into the doors door that the Good Hunter recognized, due to it having the sigil. He walked towards the door and opened it. He recognized the place on the other side of the door. ![]() It was the hallway that led to the main chamber of a floor, walls covered in roots of trees, and recessed to hold tablets that time had worn away back when he first walked these halls. He had opened and entered through a side door, not for the first time. He looked to his right, and saw a cave-in, but he could see the unlit Hunter’s lantern through the broken door. He could probably find a way around this, He mused, before turning and walking forward towards the main hall. He could hear something happening behind him, The apprentices are following but it was unimportant. #DUNGEON HUNTER ALLIANCE THAMOS RESERVOIR FULL#.
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