Who’d be a monk, eh? Years of silent contemplation, the occasional bit of herb gardening, no hanky-panky whatsoever and when a demonic invasion comes along, you’re expected to punch the blighters in the face. Thankfully those years of silent contemplation provide all kinds of uncanny abilities and make a monk’s fists and feet deadlier than the most bastardly of bastard swords. Or maybe it’s not the contemplation at all; maybe they’ve been growing ‘supplements’ in those herb gardens. Whatever the case, I reckon this is my class of choice when Diablo III arrives next month, holy warrior that I am. This video shows me in action.

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