Musketeer’s Wind-Hunting Shawl

Musketeer's Wind-Hunting Shawl
Musketeer's Wind-Hunting ShawlConceptsMusketeer's Wind-Hunting Shawl
RarityRaritystrRaritystrRaritystrRaritystr
TypeRelics,
SourceCavern of Corrosion: Corridor of Fading Echoes
Relic Set
Musketeer of Wild Wheat
Musketeer of Wild Wheat
Set Effect2-Pc: Increases ATK by 12%.
4-Pc: The wearer's SPD increases by 6% and DMG dealt by Basic ATK increases by 10%.
Max Level12
StoryA knitted cape in an ethnic style, lined with bulletproof fibers.

Table of Contents
Stats
Gallery
Story

Stats

+12
Base Stats
Class HP
28.75%
Class ATK
28.75%
Class DEF
35.94%
Class CRIT Rate
21.57%
Class CRIT DMG
43.13%
Class Outgoing Healing Boost
23%
Class Effect Hit Rate
28.75%
Subsidiary Stats
Class HP
135.48 ~ 152.42 ~ 169.35
Class ATK
67.74 ~ 76.21 ~ 84.68
Class DEF
67.74 ~ 76.21 ~ 84.68
Class HP
13.82% ~ 15.55% ~ 17.28%
Class ATK
13.82% ~ 15.55% ~ 17.28%
Class DEF
17.28% ~ 19.44% ~ 21.6%
Class SPD
8 ~ 9 ~ 10
Class CRIT Rate
10.37% ~ 11.66% ~ 12.96%
Class CRIT DMG
20.74% ~ 23.33% ~ 25.92%
Class Effect Hit Rate
13.82% ~ 15.55% ~ 17.28%
Class Effect RES
13.82% ~ 15.55% ~ 17.28%
Class Break Effect
20.74% ~ 23.33% ~ 25.92%

Story

A musketeer should never show their opening first when dueling. Oakley could discreetly load bullets into the chamber and lock onto the mark without alarming her targets. For any onlookers, her loose-fitting cloak never moved one inch until the shot was fired. No one could figure out how she did it.

"Intricate moves should be done under the cover of the cloak. The duel must be over before the bullet had left the gun." Her father repeatedly emphasized.

After accidentally encountering a group of armed bandits, Oakley calmly steadied herself and observed the situation. Before pulling out her gun, she had remained upright like a mountain rock that had not been moved in centuries. She finished all her preparations before the bandits could even move a finger. After a round of clear-sounding shots, Oakley intentionally let go of one bandit to send out a warning to the whole cohort.

Thoughtless, expressionless, often leaving her opponents with no hope of ever defeating her — that was how her fellow bounty hunters viewed Oakley.

While dueling, Oakley was more like that one mysterious intruding gunslinger in her dreams, with her brisk and clean shots and not a single superfluous move. She couldn't help but resent her own self when she realized that she was becoming more and more like her nemesis.

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