 | Concepts | Captain’s Wave-Riding Boots |
| Rarity |  | |
| Type | Relics, Feet | |
| Source | Cavern of Corrosion: “Cloudedge Bastion Ruins” Eye of Twilight Omni-Synthesizer — Relic Synthesis | |
| Relic Set |  | Set Effect | 2-Pc: Increases CRIT DMG by 4-Pc: When the wearer is the target of another ally target’s ability, gains 1 stack of “Help.” Stacks up to |
| Max Level | 15 | |
| Story | Shattered waves bloomed beneath the captain’s boots. Even if he never returned, the tides would carry back his blessing. |
| Table of Contents |
| Stats |
| Gallery |
| Story |
Stats
| Base Stats | |
 HP | 43.2% |
 ATK | 43.2% |
 DEF | 54% |
 SPD | 25.03 |
| Subsidiary Stats | |
 HP | 203.22 ~ 228.62 ~ 254.03 |
 ATK | 101.61 ~ 114.31 ~ 127.01 |
 DEF | 101.61 ~ 114.31 ~ 127.01 |
| HP | 20.74% ~ 23.33% ~ 25.92% |
| ATK | 20.74% ~ 23.33% ~ 25.92% |
| DEF | 25.92% ~ 29.16% ~ 32.4% |
| SPD | 12 ~ 13.8 ~ 15.6 |
 CRIT Rate | 15.55% ~ 17.5% ~ 19.44% |
 CRIT DMG | 31.1% ~ 34.99% ~ 38.88% |
 Effect Hit Rate | 20.74% ~ 23.33% ~ 25.92% |
 Effect RES | 20.74% ~ 23.33% ~ 25.92% |
 Break Effect | 31.1% ~ 34.99% ~ 38.88% |
Gallery
Story
| On an unknown shore, the young captain lay on his back, gazing at the sky. The setting sun cast a golden glow over the shattered coastline... Within this radiant haze, the distant land of Skiana seemed almost within reach, he knew this was the final moment of his life. "...We have tamed the madness of Phagousa." The sea siren had long retreated into the deeper waters, unlikely to threaten the coast again for a hundred years. The plank, hewn from Cerces's giant tree, asked the captain for his final words. It would ride the waves back to the distant land of Skiana, carrying the tale of his hero's journey and inspiring more young souls to set sail beyond the shore. The captain gazed at his severed lower half, those were the boots his wise mentor had given him, the ones that had carried him across countless city-states. But now, his long voyage would end here. "Tell them... I still have a dark sea left to conquer. My homeland, do not grieve for me." Year after year, the sea breeze brushed against the walls of Skiana. The tale of the sea siren became a whispered lullaby from mothers to their children... And those sailors who had narrowly escaped the cursed sea still waited for their captain to ride the waves home. |
you guys talking about it just like you can see the damn future - if you really do - please tell me...