A two-handed halberd sliced through the air, and a one-handed warhammer smashed open a skull.
A simple skirmish ended. The result: three bandits killed.
Aaron had wanted to keep one alive for interrogation. With Slaanesh's Power, prying open the mouths of die-hard holdouts was the least of his worries.
But neither Eleanor nor Asha seemed inclined to leave any survivors.
Aaron knew Eleanor was furious over the bandits' murders. He was less certain what Asha was thinking, but seeing her spattered with blood, excited rather than frightened, he thought she must have experienced this sort of thing plenty of times. She clearly had no objection to killing and looting, either. She just needed a reasonable justification.
The bandits had murdered people, so there was their justification. Aaron was a Purple Dragon Knight, so they also had the authority to kill legally.
No wonder she was so excited.
"That felt amazing! Teaming up with you two was definitely the right call!" Asha shouted. "You've got to team up with spellcasters! Hahaha!"
With Aaron's magic and Eleanor's divine magic, the Barbarian only needed to focus on fighting. Someone handled crowd control, someone provided buffs, and someone added extra damage.
Asha had never fought with such lavish support!
The female Barbarian was excited, and Aaron had gained a deeper understanding of the Barbarian class.
Barbarians were genuinely powerful in the early stages.
Bolstered by wildness and rage, a Barbarian's Frenzy allowed them to hit harder than a Warrior and endure more physical damage.
Moreover, early on, when most adventurers lacked good equipment, Barbarians could draw on their understanding of the path of the wild, fully embracing their animal instincts to strengthen their bodies. This ability was effectively an extra suit of leather armor.
Counting the hide coat Asha wore, she effectively had two