Mercy Stroke is a HUGE piece of SHITE
Oy tanks (an' Drags, but sod off ya pole dancers), why does mercy strike gotta be such unrepentin' arse?
Ev'ry minute anna half (or ev'ry forty secs if yer a class wit some stones) ya get the bloody priv'lege ta strike a dandy pose at somethin' an maybe, just maybe, they'll feel bad enough for ya havin' done it ta toss ya a bandage.
What the hell is this shite? Everythin' about it is trashier 'n a goddamn miqo in heat.
It looks like SHITE. Ya do some 'ooh ahm angry' pose an' a red firework goes off. That's great an' all but ain't I tryin' ta finish somethin' off here? Ya should be swingin' for their neck or tryna crush their skull with a jumpin' smash 'r somethin' meaty.
Oh yeah, and it hits like SHITE. Two hunnerd is some decent potency ah suppose...If I was tryna bloody tickle 'em! Ya expect me ta believe it's some finishin' blow level shite? Aye tis free an off swing an' all that rubbish but 'sa KILLIN' move. In theory. An' it only works fer one fifth of tha bloody time so it's got no 'scuse ta be THAT trashy.
Or it might, if it didna work like SHITE. There be an extra effect ta catch ya some healin'...which'd be fan damn tastic if it wasn't such a bloody chore ta orchestrate a sitch where this limp slap could take 'em out. They gotta be on death's bloody goddamn door, an ya gotta hope ya actually hit 'em with yer stupid pose an' not yer axe. Or that someone in a pointy hat don't blow it up as collateral. Or some finger wavin' fairy chanter didna poison 'em. Or some half-bit thief 'r archer doesn' stick 'em afore ya do.
What I'm gettin at issat it's a huge, steamin, wet, bloody, post-ul'dahn cuisine pile of DRAGON SHITE.
As it's been an' probly will continue ta be, honest. Ya could make it more fun an' useful by fixin' any a' these gripes...'cept maybe looks, thas just me bitchin' it is.