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What a silly and useless post. blablabla...

Awww....that's sooo sad. Tell me- which part of the word 'speculation' didn't you understand in the OP?
And yes, in case you were lost on an island somewhere in the pacific, we got like...no news at all for quite some time.
Now you are back to civilization, why don't you go and spew your rage at blizz...and save us from your whining.

Are you guys crazy? That's just some smoky explosion stuff.

However I found Tyrael. It's amazing. Un-fucking-believable!!!

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And here too!
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And this one is just incredible. Look closely.
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Tilt your head a bit to the right. You see it?
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And this one is just amazing. It's right in front of your nose and nbody paid attention before. Good ol' Tyrael.
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These two are less obvious but Tyrael is definitely there.
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Edit- I just checked those pics and now I changed my mind. The first one looks more like Deckard Cain actually...
Strange are the places where diablo characters hide.

Wouldn't it be funny fun if nobody bought the game in the first 24 hours...?

We are going to wait for...what, like 6(?) years for that game. So one more day wouldn't be so tragic.
Just you know- shifting the waiting dilemma on some other people's shoulders....something like we would buy the game...soon. :tongue:

In the event of a zealous blizzard fanboy coming across this post and getting a near-seizure, I'll say (as though it was not clear enough :rolleyes: ), this is a joke. i repeat, a joke. Relax.

Let the wisdom of Lord Cowking echo throughout the mortal realm to reawaken the dfans.

Nacho for dictator...oops, I mean leader.

Long live Cowking!!!
Long live Cowking!!!

No cookies to anybody opposing us.


Edit- I did think to find more discussion on NK here tbh...

Here- read this.

Now look at the words 'democratic' and 'republic'.

I mean that's how I looked at this thread. Humorous way of pointing out the hypocrisy behind North Korea's regime. I may be wrong though. Huck give us some extra clue, will you.

Hello there. It's me- Mr Narrator. While browsing through these forums, I realised the terrible and saddening situation that has befallen our fellow users. They seem to paddle in ignorance and have forgotten the perennial morals and values of our good old fairy tales. However, this need not continue.
So, in my great generosity and compassion, I have decided to spare some of my time and infinite wisdom to tell you of the stories that have graced our childhood, and also reveal the shocking truths that your parents could not tell you due to the blissful innocence of your then unblemished minds.

Our first story is the one of 'The wolf and the three pigs'. First reality check- there were never any pigs in that story. They were in fact ducks.Yes ducks. How this story was so deformed is not known but scholars having long studied this matter have surmised that the popularity of pork as a dish had led to writers of the time to using pigs for the characters, as they would have more familiarity and connection with the readers. So today we shall delve into what really happened and determine the moral of this epic tale.

Once upon a time, there were 3 ducks named Nekro, Nacho and Shatterer (Shatt).
Having come of age(which basically meant they could boil some noodles without setting the house on fire), they decided it was time to leave their parents' house and seek their own fortunes. As they set off on their journey, the 3 brothers discussed their plans.
Shatt- "I would like a villa and a nice pond, you know. I heard the duck-babe Stormcat loves ponds. So maybe if I can get her in there..."
Nekro- " Oh I would like a wooden house. I've always loved the smell of old wood. It really turns me...oh nevermind...."
Nacho- "I would like a straw house. Because I'm lazy as a cow and it's easier this way."

As the 3 brothers continued their journey, Shatt met an architect and a builder whom he hired on the spot and ordered the construction of his villa.
Further on, Nekro met a bloke who sold wooden blocks and bought them and off he went, building his own house.
And even further away, Nacho came across a pile of straw,...on which he lay down to rest.

During the endeavors of our 3 companions, a wolf came into the neighborhood. His name was Jetrall, most notoriously known as Jet. A fat and greedy wolf he was and having heard the rumors of mature and delicious ducks carelessly prancing around in the area, he made his mind to feasting on them.

While Jet prowled and growled, he came across Nacho who was lying on his pile of straw, hands tucked behind his head and staring up at the sky.
Jet- "O-ho! What do we have here? A tasty, delicious duck it is, indeed!"
Nacho jumped on his padded feet and was about to exclaim- "Pervert!" but the words stuck halfway through his throat as he realized the peril he was in.
Batting is wings frantically, our duck managed to jump out of the lunging claws of Jet, and then he began to run...or waddle rather.

Having missed his prey and landed on the sharp ends of a pitchfork hidden in the hay, Jet let out a howl of pain.
Jet to himself- "Note to self- should shut the hell up when I am about to attack so as to make the surprise effect count."

Nacho now waddling away as fast as he could was beginning to panic while he tried to remember where his brothers lived.

Nacho- "Oh-crap-oh-crap-oh-crap-oh-crap... My phone ain't got GPS. I should have got that iphone. Now it's too late. Aaargh no. GPS won't be of any use anyway- I don't know where these guys live. Oh Duck-God, please help me! I promise to eat my cereals every morning and run a mile everyday. Please-please-plea..."

And in his desperation and distress, he perceived a wooden house. Or rather what could have been a wooden house. There were 4 walls, one door.
Just that.
No ceiling or window.

Nacho rushed up to the door and gave a knock with his feathery palm. The four walls just collapsed outwards and Nacho managed to jump out of the way in time to avoid getting crushed by the door.
There on his bed, lay Nekro covered in sweat as he hastily drew the sheets over himself.

Nekro- "What the he.. Hey it's you Nacho! Don't you know you should knock before coming into somebody's house!?!"
Nacho, breathless, "I did knock! There is a wol...hey, what were you doing, anyway?"
Nekro- "None of your business stupid little brother. Now close your eyes a sec."
Nacho- "why?"
Nekro- "Just do it, damnit!"
While Nacho closed his eyes, Nekro hastily put his pants back on.
Nekro- "So what are you on about...barging into people's places and destroying their homes?"
Nacho- "Well there is a wol..."

Nekro grabbed Nacho's wings and pulled him away just in time as Jet who had followed our duck-friend made his second predatory lunge of the day and...failed...again...

The 2 ducks quickly wadddled away.

Jet with his failed lunge landed on the bed into the sheets and his snout came into contact with some thick, viscous stuff. Spluttering in disgust, he backed away so fast that his feet became entangled in the sheets and he fell, knocking the back of his head against hard wood.

Deeply enraged, he jumped back on his feet, cleaned his snout and eyes blazing, jumped after the ducks who had surprisingly put a decent amount of distance between them.

Nekro- "Follow me quick Nacho, let's make our way to Shatt's place."
Nacho- "You know where he lives?"
Nekro- "Got a rough idea. I'll use the GPS on my blackberry."
Nacho- "What the fu.. How come mum and dad bought you one and I got this stinking phone instead?"
Nekro taking out his phone- "Oh crap! My battery's down!"
Nacho- "How will we get there then?"
Nekro- "No need of stupid phones, I also got a map with me."
Heaving a sigh of relief, our 2 ducks quickly made their way to Shatt's place.

But ducks they were. In ponds they might quack merrily but on land, they were noobs!
Jet quickly caught up with them.
Even waddling their fat asses as fast as they could, the ducks knew they were in trouble. Slightly behind Nekro, Nacho was in gravest danger.
And then tragedy happened!!!
Nacho tripped and fell and Jet lunged for the third time.
Coincidence it may have been or fate or most probably fear it was that saved our good duck then.

As Jet opened his jaws and was about to bite a big chunk out of Nacho's butt, our duck let out a fart.
Now this was no ordinary fart. The very morning on this very day, Nacho had had a heavy breakfast of fish with sweet corn which followed some fried worms with eggs as appetizer.
And the fart coming from this kind of dish is indeed a power to reckon with...as our poor wolf found out.
The intensity of the unintended and timely (or untimely depending which side you are on) attack, temporarily blinded and choked Jet and he even lost consciousness for a short while.

Seizing this unbelievable opportunity, the two brothers hurried away and finally reached Shatt's place.
The villa was magnificent with a pond in front and a chimney sticking out of its roof.

Nekro rung the bell at the doorstep and Shatt answered. The 2 ducks rushed in, panting and relieved.
Shatt- "What's happened to you both?"
And our breathless ducks responded-
Nekro- "Wolf..."
Nacho- "...chasing..."
Nekro- "...us."
Shatt quickly locked the door and...went to light the fire place.
Nekro- " What are you doing?"
Shatt- "Oh I am making us some tea, my brothers. Like mother always said- a good tea keeps you free."
Nacho- "Free? Free of what?"
Shatt- "Free of worries of course."

While our 3 ducks sat down for tea, Jet reached the villa. By now the wolf was in a fury terrible to behold. He banged on the door but it did not yield.
Jet to himself- "Oh wait. I shall blow down this house with my incredible breath!"
Taking a deep inspiration, Jet blew...and blew hard.
Nothing happened. He gave it a couple of tries but soon enough he was huffing and puffing from sheer exhaustion.
He gave up- "Where the hell did that ridiculous idea of blowing down the door came from? Ah...whatever, let's look for another way."
And then he saw it- the chimney! The weakpoint of the whole villa. Quickly fetching a ladder from the local carpenter, Jet proceeded to climb onto the roof. As he looked down the chimney he saw the fireplace was alight with flames with steam coming out of a whistling teapot.

Jet- "Damn! Just my luck that these damn birds decide to have tea so early in the day."
Sitting on the roof and pondering on what his next plan shall be, Jet began wondering whether these ducks were really worth it. He must have lost a couple of kilos at the very least in this frantic chase.
Jet- "Maybe I'll just have some KFC or McDonalds today. But this fast food has made me quite fat... Damn ducks!"

While he was checking his purse to see if he had brought enough money with him, the three brothers have started relaxing and were having a good laugh at the wolf's failed attempts.

Jet finally realized he had not enough money alas and in his desperation and hunger, he went to knock at the villa's door to see if they could lend him some.
Shatt opened the door.
A couple of seconds ticked by, whereby the duck realized his mistake and the wolf realized his luck.
The wolf lunged.

What followed cannot be described into the nitty-gritty since this story is meant for a PG-13 rating approval.
Suffice it to say that Jet got his fill and Stormcat had her date canceled.

The moral of the story-
Remember to look through the peephole before opening the door...especially if you have a wolf that wants to eat you...and you happen to be a duck.
Or maybe it was...learn to fly if you are a duck...
Or perhaps...do not drink tea in the morning...Am not sure...

Anyway now that you have understood the moral of this tale, farewell my friends and may your lives be enriched by the wisdom that you have presently gained.
Farewell...until our next tale.

Dawn had yet to make its appearance before the Moomooers and Az were awake. Turmo still lay asleep and our friends packed their gear, refreshed themselves and cleared most traces of their camping before waking him up.
Turmo- "Whooaat ijj ith? Schtil night....Shleeeppp."

Nacho- "No Turmo, you must wake up. We need to make an early departure to be able to cross the forest before nightfall. If we are quick enough and the whole path is intact, it will take us 8 hours. But I doubt our journey will be uneventful. So we need to go."

After Turmo had refreshed himself and taken a frugal breakfast with everyone, our companions were on their way. However the event with Shatterer was in the back of their minds and they were more on their guard than ordinary.

They entered the forest just as dawn had passed and the sun had climbed over the horizon. Surprisingly enough, the forest seemed much less haunting than Nacho had experienced the day before. While the air was still heavy, the sound of birds chirping and the small feet of little creatures scuttling along tree trunks and the forest floor was deceivingly peaceful.
It seemed like a normal forest.

Nacho signaled his friends to remain alert and quickly they found the forest track and proceeded to follow it.

The path was heading in a general western direction and would open up on the Great Crossings Road which will take our friends back to the east. There were only 2 paths that went through the forest. The one Nacho and the others were taking would lengthen their journey but it was the shortest way out of the forest. The other path would have taken them closer to Curast but the spread of the woods made it such that it would take two whole days to come out of Gurk.

4 hours passed and the track remained as unaltered as it was in Nacho's memory. However the trees around seemed to have suffered. Some looked like they had been cruelly cleaved and torn by lightning while others bore deep gashes on their trunk from what appeared to be claws. They had reached a thick and dense part of Gurk and it was quite dark though our friends knew that the sun must be shining brightly above the flora-roof that constitued the dark green leaves of towering trees.

And then all of a sudden they felt it.

The ground shook and the sound of trees being 'tossed' aside came to their ears. A deep savage roar followed. It seemed to be coming from their left.
Turmo just fainted and Nekro backed away so fast that he tripped over an protruding tree root, fell and...just stayed there.

Az reacted. He grabbed his staff that hung over his back and hit the ground with it. A great barrier of water rose and quickly formed a dome over the 4 companions, protecting them. The water seemed alive as it rushed and flowed along the dome structure. They could still see outside.

Then the creature arrived. It was a bear. It seemed to have grown well beyond the normal size of bears that inhabited these parts. It was huge and almost as tall as the surrounding trees themselves as it reared on its hind legs. Drool and foam was coming out of its mouth- it roared once more and gave one great swipe with its massive paw. The barrier was hardly disturbed. But the animal seemed to become even more frenzied as it lept at the dome.

Now this was one ingenious spell Az had invented himself. The water that flowed and rushed around them with its small eddy currents provided a shield against any melee or ranged attack. A melee attack will only sweep the water aside and its dome structure meant that the water simply flowed around and the barrier remained whole. A ranged attack was deflected as the water's flow pattern, speed and direction could be changed at will by Az.

But the spell was even more complex.

If anybody tried to enter the barrier, the water dome would break and form a water prison around the attacker depriving him from air and essentially drowning him.
This is the very fate that awaited the bear.
It writhed and clawed viciously in vain at the water sphere that held him floating above the ground.

There were a dozen hydras around. Nacho cast them while Az did his spell.

Az looked at Nacho.
"I should free him. But he seems to be touched by some sort of madness. What should I do, Nacho?"
Nacho- "Look carefully Az."
And Az looked.

The bear's eyes were missing- there were just empty sockets...and as it turned its great head, the two friends noticed that half of its face has rotted and fallen away, revealing part of its skull and all of its jaw and teeth on that side.

Az- "How...how can this be? My water spell can't hold him much longer. He seems unaffected too. It cannot be a living animal."

Then Nacho noticed something- all of the hydras were pointing in his direction. Hearing a low growl just behind him, he quickly understood. Quickly ducking and rolling to the side just as the hydras poured forth their flames, he turned to see a second monstrous bear. It was temporarily stopped in its track by the intense wall of fire created by the hydras. It's fur ignited and it started burning...however it soon began advancing forward, seemingly heedless of the heat and flames.

Nacho wasted no time.

"Az, use your water-destruction technique on this one, leave the bear in the water prison for me. I need time to summon the Phoenix."

The Wolianer quickly obeyed. Making a punch motion towards the enemy and muttering a spell as he did so, a water cannonball formed in mid-air as big as the bear's huge head. The cannonball had fast revolving water within and as it shot towards the enraged animal at great speed, it's impact exploded the bear's head and the creature fell dead.

On the other side, Nacho raised both of his arms and the hydras vanished to leave small balls of glowing lava. As he brought his hands together, the fiery spheres joined and fused and a gigantic bird emerged from the bright flames that hung in mid-air. At the same time, the water prison broke and the second bear was free. It made its way straight for Nacho.
But not before the great phoenix swooped down and seemed to disappear as it touched the animal.

The bear froze in mid-attacking stance and started trembling all over. Mere seconds after wards it exploded...bones, entrails and flesh flying everywhere.

The Precelians had both used their strongest techniques and were out of magical energy and stamina. Thankfully, Turmo came around and Nekro too. As they helped the prince and Az up, our friends noticed that on the ground where their enemies were vanquished lay on one side a small pile of gold and on the other, a golden-colored chain armor and a pale green dagger.
Nekro went to inspect them.

"It seems these are all real, no illusions. What's more, from the chain armor and the dagger I am sensing some magic powers. It's dangerous to use them though. Especially from what we've seen of our enemies. We'll need someone to properly identify their special properties."

Az- "It amazes me you saw anything at all from where you were calmly lying and relaxing yourself."
Nekro- "*cough* Ahem..well you seemed to be getting on fine on your own, so I didn't want to bother you..."
Nacho- "I cannot walk yet and I don't think Az can either. Nekro, pick up these items. We'll examine them later on."
Turmo- "We cannot wait in this freaky place. Let's move on. I'll help Az. Nekro will help you Nacho.Let's get the hell outta here!"

The 4 friends stumbled on for 1 hour. Luckily enough no more enemies appeared. Az and Nacho's magical energies started naturally refilling and they were soon able to walk almost normally.

They quickened their pace. The hours passed by and the forest seemed to be watching their every movement. No attack came though and they didn't stop for lunch or any rest.

And then finally...they perceived the road. Relief and joy it was.

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Umpa- "Holy dino, there was some serious action in there."
Narrator- "Ya I know- am good."
Turmo- "Mr Narrator, will I faint before each fight?"
Narrator- "Of course you will."
Turmo- "Awesome."
Shatterer- "A pity they got through so easy though..."
Nekro- "Man, you are really evil."
Shatterer- "At least I don't need bushes and overlying roots to save my ass."
Nekro- "Pff....whatever...at least I get to appear every episode."
Shatterer- "Big deal..."
Narrator- "Gentlemen please. Let's keep this conversation civil, shall we? So what do you have to do to be said to have a doggy style?"
Umpa- "Is this about sex again?"
Narrator- "Now...now I said life-mysteries. Use the correct term my good Umpa."
Umpa- "Ok...does it have anything related to sex?"
Narrator- "Well today I shall let you answer the question. I'll give you clues."
Everyone- "Yeah!!!"
Narrator- "First clue- it has something to do with dogs."
Phrozen- "It means you talk like a dog- I mean when you talk your tongue is lolling and you drool and all."
Seth- "It means you got lice."
Hans- "It means you like using your legs, and your hands too when you walk."
Narrator's thoughts *Man....just how innocent can you get...I guess I'll skip kamehameha/bitches-pawning mode today*

Narrator- "Incredible guys! You actually solved it on the first go. It's a combination of all the things you've said. Congratulation and cookies for everyone!"
Everyone- "Yay!"


Are our friends really safe?
Where will they go afterwards?
Who is Jetrall?

And more importantly if a pumpkin is orange, what colour would a blumpkin be?


All of these answers will be revealed in the next episode of Dfans the movie- The Town of ???

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You find it boring? Thats means your one of those slow drivers. Driving is never boring at 90+ mph lol! Thats on the highway of course.

Slow drivers? Hehehehe....
I never had an accident yet (*touches wood*) but no I do not drive slowly.
Still, I respect speed limits, especially in residential areas.

However unless I do some Nascar or Formula one races, driving will remain one boring routine activity for me.

I don't think Equinox was pointing out anybody's taste on who or what features they label as attractive, but rather how important a person makes it to be.

And it all depends on how you look at it anyway- for me physical beauty is just that- nothing very substantial and certainly quite superficial. I can definitely appreciate it however.
But just how long will a person hold his/her attractive features? Through magic called time, there will ALWAYS be somebody more attractive at one point or another.
Contemplating a person by looks alone is lame. You are basically putting limits and chains to yourself and how you see the world when you could be free.
And I hope nobody quotes me- I don't feel like getting really serious in this childish excuse of a thread.

That information is classified. I will need to see level 8 clearance from you first.

Literally just posted 2 min ago on their twitter! check it out!
http://us.blizzard.com/diablo3/world/systems/health.xml
& Discuss!

Oh yeah!

EPIC!

The Blizzard Art gallery has been updated with 2 pieces representing the Diablo universe. These pieces offer an inside look at the creative process behind building this virtual world: http://www.blizzard.com/en-us/community/conceptart/

Hello people, im not sure if this is actually from 2010 but it looks cool. Its long, and it has a bunch of interesting stuff in it. Thats if you watch closely ofcourse. Anyway enjoy.

Oh and i hope that no one has actually posted this already.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5I-Z1-vgL6c

Depending on your upbringing, religion and faith can be a very difficult topic. Myself my mother was a dress your best for Sunday appearances Methodist, my dad after their divorce became a zealot evangelical Christian speaking in tongues and all.

At the age of 6 I took a flashlight outside my mom told me not too, when I got caught because it was missing she made me put my hand on a huge 3x3 feet (.9x.9 meter) table bible and swear I didn't disobey her, fearing a spanking more than the book I lied. She then told me I lied on the bible and that I was going to hell. So at the ripe age of 6 I was fucked LMAO! I gave that bible 6 foot clearance every time I went into the living room where it laid for a few years. I thought it would flip open and suck me in or something.

Then 4 years later my dad noticed during one of my 2 week visits up to his place I was into secular rock music and feared for my spiritual safety. That lead to me and my sisters being forcibly immersed into an 8 hour session of educational tapes by a washed up musician converted Christian named Craig Harrington (34 years later I still remember his name) who in a nutshell said that following would send me to hell: Cartoons like Casper the Ghost, Scooby Doo, TV programs like Bewitched, rock music, masturbation, and various other secular extracurricular activities. So again at the age of 10 I had barely begun life and already I was screwed and going to hell for the 2nd time.

I had a fair amount of soul searching to do over the years, it wasn't until I was 16 and ended up dying for several minutes having an out of body experience that I started to draw my own conclusions. I won't go into the how I died part of the story, but suffice to say this was 1982 before any programs on the topic had come out, at least I hadn't heard or seen anything on the topic. I floated up into the ceiling and looked down on my body, I could see everyone below me and hear everything they were saying. The experience is as clear in my head today as it was the day it happened, I realized I didn't belong there yet, I had a choice, I could go up or back down into my body. I chose not to look up because I knew if I did I would go up, so I focused on getting back to my body.

From that I learned that there is nothing to fear in death and that it doesn't just end there. I also started to realize many people seek out religion or some spiritual faith so they can have control over the one moment they have no control over, death. The hard truth is no one has died long enough to go check out the other side and come back to explain it as fact. In other words everyone is guessing, the blind leading the blind. Accept for those who believe that God relayed his message in the hands of a man long since dead into scripture. So then it becomes a matter of belief and faith in that belief. Those that do have faith typically read their spiritual materials again and again and again, if you read something enough you will eventually believe it.

Lord knows I tried to get into these paths, my gut and my heart tell me he didn't leave a message in the hands of a man. I believe that all of mans endeavors to describe what God is severely deficient guess work. I believe God is self revealing in all the creation around us, communicating using metaphor example of how things are. I believe not one facet of humanity adequately describes God’s context, purpose, or plan.

I hope that can be useful to others.

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Wow, tha,s great, Xq! Then you are one lucky man to have been able to play the demo at Blizzcon 2009 Could you, please, tell us more about the health globes - how much health did they replenish, how fast did they replenish your health, what does make the health globes such great mechanic, and how often did you get the health globes (I know this question is totally pointless since Blizz probably made it so that health globes spammed like crazy just for demo game purposes, but I'm still curious :))?

Off-topic - What class did you play? And what was the overall gaming experience? Come on, bring us the good stuff, Xq!

Where to start lol......

Health orbs work like health potions in d2. When you pick them up they slowly start regenerating your health. (In case you didn’t know when you pick up health globes, your entire team gets healed not just yourself.)

Potions instantly heal you when used. (They also have about a 2 minute cooldown so you can’t spam them).

My favourite change in d3 is the speed. Heroes, monsters, spells etc. move way slower than in d2. It actually takes a lot of skill to fight monsters in d3, no more spamming a button. In d3 you have to micro your hero during the fight and the speed change allows great control over your character.

Well you probably already know there is a 4 player cap to encourage team play. Well let me tell you it works. We played a 4 player game and I left my team for like 2 minutes and trust me you have no chance going solo. The monsters are insanely hard you have to stick with your team otherwise your f****d.

The game is great so far it's like over 9000 times better than Diablo 2.

Another change I like is the health. Players and Monsters have way more health than in d2.

Ohh and health globes drop a lot. I think after every battle there were like 2-3 health globes just lying around because we were already back to full health.

I’ll give you a small example of something cool that happened during the demo which makes we want Diablo 3 so bad.

So we were fighting a pretty strong mob. There were like 2-3 health globes on the ground but we didn’t pick them up because we all had quite high health. Suddenly our wd started getting dominated by the mob and quickly got down to like 20 health. Four of the monsters shot a fire blast at him while 3 melee monsters were behind him and the poor guy only had 20 hp.
About Two-Three seconds before the fire blasts hit the wd (which would have killed him) I used the slow time bubble with my wizard near the wd. The wd ran into the slow time bubble and then dodged the fire blasts by making a sharp right turn out of the bubble. At the same time our barbarian leaped across the entire mob of monster onto the health orbs lying around healing the wd just before he got hit by the melee monster which resulted in him not doing during that battle. I don’t know if I explained it right but it was pretty epic.
( All I could think about after that was holy shit I cant wait to play pvp....)

I know a lot of people complain about the game but all I have to say is that so far it's freaking awsome.

Don't worry Nekrodrac, Lt. Venom wouldn't have time to execute his morally depraved plan. More than likely if the bomb gets dropped here the discovery will be as it detonates, he'd barely have time to grab his member.