Valorous Greaves of Pursuing Hunt

Valorous Greaves of Pursuing Hunt
Valorous Greaves of Pursuing HuntConceptsValorous Greaves of Pursuing Hunt
RarityRaritystrRaritystrRaritystrRaritystrRaritystr
TypeRelics,
SourceCavern of Corrosion: Penacony Grand Theater
Omni-Synthesizer — Relic Synthesis
Relic Set
The Wind-Soaring Valorous
The Wind-Soaring Valorous
Set Effect2-Pc: Increases ATK by 12%.
4-Pc: Increases the wearer's CRIT Rate by 6%. After the wearer uses a follow-up attack, increases DMG dealt by Ultimate by 36%, lasting for 1 turn(s).
Max Level15
StoryCombat boots fashioned after talons. They allow the wearer to swiftly dash onto the battlefield like the wind, effortlessly traversing through thorns and rugged terrain.

Table of Contents
Stats
Gallery
Story

Stats

+15
Base Stats
Class HP
43.2%
Class ATK
43.2%
Class DEF
54%
Class SPD
25.03
Subsidiary Stats
Class HP
203.22 ~ 228.62 ~ 254.03
Class ATK
101.61 ~ 114.31 ~ 127.01
Class DEF
101.61 ~ 114.31 ~ 127.01
Class HP
20.74% ~ 23.33% ~ 25.92%
Class ATK
20.74% ~ 23.33% ~ 25.92%
Class DEF
25.92% ~ 29.16% ~ 32.4%
Class SPD
12 ~ 13.8 ~ 15.6
Class CRIT Rate
15.55% ~ 17.5% ~ 19.44%
Class CRIT DMG
31.1% ~ 34.99% ~ 38.88%
Class Effect Hit Rate
20.74% ~ 23.33% ~ 25.92%
Class Effect RES
20.74% ~ 23.33% ~ 25.92%
Class Break Effect
31.1% ~ 34.99% ~ 38.88%

Story

She watched the girl's figure dart swift and sure in the soft moonlight. She followed the girl's footsteps and scent like a hunter tracking their prey. Finally, she waited for the girl at the end of the road.
Or perhaps, it was the girl waiting for her to arrive.

In the moonlight, the general saw that face clearly.
"Do you want to join the Cloud Knights that much?"
"I don't want to give my life to a wolf-headed master."
The girl's borisin speech was difficult and broken. The expression on that face — the general had seen it countless times while rescuing trapped kin from the fallen territories.
Though these people shared the same blood as her, yet they spoke different languages and harbored different thoughts.
They never considered themselves descendants of the foxes, but then, who were they?
The general trembled slightly, stepping aside and vacating the path.
"Go. From tonight, they won't chase you anymore..."
"But I want them dead."

The general looked at her in disbelief, as amazed as if she had seen a shooting star streak across the sky, and the girl's animal-like figure suddenly vanished into the darkness.
The general closed her eyes as if the moonlight burned them. After a moment, she looked down and saw the girl's bare, thorn-scarred feet covered in mud.

"Why aren't you wearing shoes?"
"I forgot. I didn't notice."
The general took off her own boots, compared sizes, and helped the girl put them on.
"They fit pretty well... Let's go then."
"What about you?"
"I'm used to walking on thorns."

She quickened her pace, barefoot and agile, with the girl closely chasing after her.
Or perhaps, they were both chasing after each other.

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