Health Shaper - Pulse
Viyana uses Health to cast her abilities. Viyana gains up to 25% increased effectiveness of Heals, Regen, and Lifedrain as her current Health decreases.
Fires a cursed bolt in target direction, dealing 70 / 110 / 150 / 190 / 230 (+0.6) magical damage to the first target struck. If the target was an enemy Shaper, up to 2 bolts seek out nearby Allies and heal them for 40 / 55 / 70 / 85 / 100 (+0.12 Bonus Health). Only 1 bolt if the target was an enemy Minion, Creature or Follower. Health Cost: 30 / 50 / 70 / 90 / 110
Viyana generates a Blood Orb every 22 / 20 / 18 / 16 / 14 seconds. Blood Orbs will seek out allied Shapers (except Viyana) with less than 30% Health and heal them for 45 / 75 / 105 / 135 / 165 (+0.08 Bonus Health). Each ally can only be healed once every 15 seconds. Max 5 Orbs. Viyana may consume a Blood Orb to cast to target location, dealing 55 / 80 / 105 / 130 / 155 (+0.5) magical damage and reducing healing done to targets by 25% / 35% /45% / 55% / 65% for 3 seconds upon arrival. Enemies hit by multiple Blood Orbs within 3 seconds take 60% damage. The blood orbs generated by this ability will now generate 1% faster per 1% cooldown reduction that Viyana has.
Deals 75 / 105 / 135 / 165 / 195 (+0.5) magical damage to target enemy over 2.5 seconds. Each tick, the nearest allied Shaper with the lowest health is shielded for 26 / 38 / 50 / 62 / 74 (+0.025 Bonus Health) for 2 seconds. When a Shaper is shielded, the cooldown of Leech is reduced by 0.5 seconds. Health Cost: 25 / 35 / 45 / 55 / 65
Viyana channels and takes control of target enemy Shaper's blood, instantly suppressing them and dealing 150 / 250 / 350 (+0.6) magical damage over 2 seconds. While channeling, Viyana is healed 144 / 216 / 288 (+0.175 Bonus Health) over the duration.
It is a struggle to maintain composure, but I have trained long and well. "What is the secret?" he asks, deftly slicing the scalpel across my wrist. I set my teeth and make no sound. I have endured worse. He will know if I am frightened. It will kill me if I am frightened. Blood will flow too quickly. "The blade is illusion," I say. Calm. Steady. "What is the secret?" he repeats. His fire burns across my other wrist. The stone is very cold beneath me, the carved channels digging into the bare flesh of my back. "The Shaping is illusion." He looks down at me impassively, wiping the blade clean on a purified cloth. "What is the secret?" "They are nothing without hands to wield them." "What is the secret?" His eyes are cast in the ice that swirls through the empty streets outside. Below the pulse of my heart, I hear snow whine through the holes in the crumbling towers. "Strength lies in the body. Power lies in the blood." I no longer feel the stone, and my heart shudders once. I - I am going to-- I am a daughter of long and noble lineage. I was created for this. Artfully crafted, the product of ten generations. "What is the secret?" His voice is faint. I cannot see. "Flesh," I sigh my last breath, "is just another material... to Shape." He observed her silent, cooling body. "The woman is dead. The old life is exsanguinated. Let a daughter of Taraysk be now born." The stones of the basin rumbled, glowing with vital powers of purification. He swept his hand across the vessel, and the blood flowed back whence it had come. My wrists hurt. "We are cleansed," I whisper.