Entrada de la base datos #890- Skinwalker

Clasificación de enemigo: Biológico

Clase: No-Muerto

Nivel promedio: 70 a 95

Elemento: Sombras

Habilidad: Piel Espectro

Estadísticas:

HP: 400

Ataque: 160

Defensa: 200

Ataque especial: 10

Defensa especial: 5

Velocidad: 350

Descripción:

Este enemigo es una criatura no muerta con un nivel de peligro de 89/100, con estadísticas altísimas por el lado físico, pero flaqueando muchísimo por el lado especial. Aunque eso no importa tanto, ya que su habilidad Piel Espectro, convierte todos los daños especiales en físicos, y lo mismo con los ataques especiales, convirtiendo el daño especial a físico. Tiene una velocidad endiablada, esto lo ayuda a emplear sus ataques STAB siniestro cómo Sorpresa o Desarme, o sus poderosos ataques de lucha, cómo Combate Cercano u Onda Certera. Pero su mayor debilidad es el movimiento Disparo Plasma, ya que este ignora cada habilidad, y de paso es de tipo Hada. El previamente mencionado movimiento puede ser ejecutado en cualquier momento por un rifle de plasma de clase B o superior, haciéndolo accesible a cualquier agente que se encuentre con esta poderosa criatura. Para defenderse de este monstruo se recomienda un escudo total de nivel 90, debido a que el efecto de este objeto es de reducir el daño recibido en un 85%.

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