Ferrow Bass is a mid-tier alchemist with one achievement to her name: two hundred raids entered, two hundred raids abandoned at the boss door.
Then the patch drops, the exit closes, and nineteen thousand players become eleven thousand, and then nobody is counting any more. Alchemists do no damage. Ferrow cannot kill a rat. What she needs is a tank.
The only one left is Corvin Ashe — legendary raider, better than anyone alive, and refusing to fight, because the last raid he led killed six people and he has been reading the logs ever since.
He wants to be left alone. She wants his aggro rotation. The only way out of the region is a boss door, and neither of them can open it alone.
A classic high fantasy LitRPG romance about potions, mitigation, and finishing what you start.
