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Archimonde was far too powerful, powerful enough to inspire despair. Rex lay half-collapsed on the ground, panting. Watching Malfurion continue to fight, he had to admit that Malfurion was much stronger than he was.
Rex glanced back at Tyrande, gritted his teeth, and charged forward again. Tyrande was a Demigod, but her actual combat strength was not particularly impressive.
As a Demigod, Tyrande was not skilled at fighting. Although she possessed a Demigod's power, her strength lay primarily in healing. This was a common trait among most divine Priestesses. Consider a goddess's Priestess: from the goddess's perspective, the best way to maximize her benefits was never to send her Priestess into battle, but to have her heal.
When spreading a faith, healing was often the quickest way to increase its influence and expand a goddess's following. At the end of the Eastern Han dynasty, Zhang Jiao had thoroughly demonstrated this with his talisman water.
If Zhang Jiao had not known how to use talisman water to heal and deceive countless followers, if he had merely been a martial instructor with a little fighting skill, his preaching would never have gained such momentum, with one or two people out of every ten joining the rebellion.
Without Tyrande's constant healing, the battle between Archimonde and Rex's group would have ended long ago. They would never have held out. Yet even now, with