"Tanks, attract his aggro." Ace shouted. "Meanwhile, Rangers and Mages should attack from a distance!"
The Tanks attacked the Hatchetman. Their swords clashed with his hatchet. Then, they used their skills to draw his attention away.
"…Grh." Hatchetman let out an annoyed sound as he looked at the Tanks. "Grh…"
They were using Tank's Taunt skill on him, and it was a skill that didn't just magically make him annoyed. It was a skill that made him see things that made him furious.
There was also a little magic that caused them to get easily angered. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been affected this strongly by the skill.
Hatchetman saw something from his childhood. He used to be a normal child of Black Online with normal family and normal friends.
He was a good kid.
Yet.
There was darkness inside him that couldn't be contained, and slowly, the darkness got a hold of him.
