Zombie Monk's Shirt

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|image=chest_zombie_monk.png
|quality=epic
|type=chest
|attack=250
|defense=200
|ability=Dead Hand Fist: Chance for bonus damage; Extra damage for each additional Zombie Monk Set item equipped; Extra damage for each Zombie Monk in the legion
|text=IV. You sigh. If Zaboo wants to get his heart broken, that's fine. But you'd rather he didn't get his head broken. And if the Knights of Good aren't going to talk to him, you suppose it's up to you. So you make your way through the camp until you find him. He's sitting under a tree, murdering a harp.
"I'm learning to play, so I can perform with Medea! Duet'd!"
"Oh... I don't think a harp's a percussion instrument. *ahem* I mean... Zaboo, we need to talk." You glance around. A pair of giggling vampiresses are staring, anticipating juicy gossip to digest along with their goblets of blood. You'd rather spare him that public embarrassment. "Walk with me."
"Okay, %name%. You can tell me about Medea. What kind of wine does she like?"
IV. "Fear not, my beloved! I knew you'd be tired after a day of battles, so I waited here to massage your aching limbs. But I fell asleep..."
You take a deep breath. And another one. After the third, your weary and half-scrambled brain is no longer urging you to strew the tent with bloody chunks of lovestruck warlock. And that stupid smile... It would be like murdering a puppy.
"Zaboo," you say, "I apologize if I gave you the wrong impression. But I really don't think of you that way. I-"
"No more thinking, %name%! Impulse'd!"
He jumps up and plants his lips on yours.
|obtained=Crafting together the following items from Wei of the Siwang Shou (World Raid):
*5x 
*5x 
*5x 
*5x 
*5x 
*5x 
|obtained2=Wei of the Siwang Shou (World Raid)
|set=Zombie Monk Set
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