Remaining Blessings

Remaining Blessings

Rarity	Cost	Limited
	60	No
Release Date
24/04/2024
Updated Date
30/06/2024

Stats
	HP	SPR	MAG
Min	36	2	40
Max	285	6	155
Elder

Buffs at max level
Unit Effects
Increase MAG (10%) - sub : (5%) Increase HP (10%) - sub : (8%)
Increase slash ATK (20) - sub : (10)
Increase pierce ATK (20) - sub : (10)
Party Effects
Go to unit list Increase light resistance (24%) - sub : (12%) Increase reaction block rate (32) - sub : (22) Increase AOE Resistance (20) - sub : (6)
Go to unit list Activated only on guild map Increase human killer (13) when attacking with magic attacks - sub : (6)

Lore
Lucio and Astrius came across a young man named Volke as they roamed in search of their comrades. After rescuing refugees who had been driven from their homelands, the group stumbled upon a river while traveling the wastelands—one that they expected to be dried up—with the faintest of streams still left trickling. As they approached it to collect some water for the exhausted refugees, they noticed a nearby tree bearing fruit. With this, they could keep the refugees alive for a while longer. Volke hoisted Lucio upon his shoulders so that they might reach the fruit high upon the tree, taking what remaining blessings they could. Lucio handed Volke the fruits, who went on to distribute them with a smile to the refugees, and without taking any for himself. A thought crosses Lucio's mind—that perhaps this redheaded youth was the true blessing left in these desolate lands—and with it, a hopeful smile.

Lore

　Lucio and Astrius came across a young man named Volke as they roamed in search of their comrades. After rescuing refugees who had been driven from their homelands, the group stumbled upon a river while traveling the wastelands—one that they expected to be dried up—with the faintest of streams still left trickling. As they approached it to collect some water for the exhausted refugees, they noticed a nearby tree bearing fruit.
With this, they could keep the refugees alive for a while longer. Volke hoisted Lucio upon his shoulders so that they might reach the fruit high upon the tree, taking what remaining blessings they could. Lucio handed Volke the fruits, who went on to distribute them with a smile to the refugees, and without taking any for himself.
A thought crosses Lucio's mind—that perhaps this redheaded youth was the true blessing left in these desolate lands—and with it, a hopeful smile.