Milage may vary...

If it walks like a duck...

So, yesterday evening, our little merry band of Pod People headed into ZG. The sun was shining, mobs were dying, I was drinking a Fat Tire, life was good.

We went to say hello to our friend the snake priest (read: blow a hole in his chest with a frostbolt). He wasn't very agreeable to having a large hole blown into his chest with a frostbolt and ignored our tank for a couple of seconds and went into the core of the raid (not towards me, btw). Because our tanks are "teh awesome" the situation got back to normal and he soon checked out. It was a little messy, but a kill is a kill none the less.

Then, we paid a visit to our favorite nemesis, the bat priest. Now, for those of you in the audience that either haven't been there, this is an hard fight because until she hits 50% health, she summons waves of bats down every minute. There are about 8 bats per wave and they can tear the ass out of a clothwearer pretty quick without some pro healing. The usual strategy in this fight is to try and keep it down to just one wave of bats and go all out DPS on her. Well... last night we got 3 waves of bats. For some, that could have meant a fiery death with a side order of eating floor. However, we refused. We simply adapted and refused to accept defeat. In the end, we were left standing and she wasn't. We walked out of there 2/2 bosses on the first try and several epics richer.

I don't know what your definition of progress is, but to me, there's no clearer example.

posted by Dave @ 12:15 PM