Fallen Wolf lost himself in his fury. He roared as he raised his axe which had fire jumping on its surface. Charging at Matcha, he cried, “Go to hell!!”
“Swoosh” a miss flashed as Matcha hurriedly retreated and began her escape, never glancing back.
“Fallen Wolf, don’t be rash!” Soaring Dragon lifted his wand and gave his orders, “Defend the plateaus and we’ll win. It doesn’t matter if they drag this on for 100 minutes more. We can afford to wait, so don’t act impulsively!”
Fallen Wolf retorted with a smug look on his face, “They only have 5 people now which includes a Healer. With so few opponents you still want to hide in the plateau, what’s the difference between us and that Zhan Long turtle group? Soaring Dragon, you can stay holed up here. I’ll kill them, [Vanguard] will not cower. 13 Eagles, follow me and slaughter them!”
TL: Turtle = can only defend, no way to attack
In the forest, the other 12 heavy armored players jumped out of the grass with their swords, axes and spears and started the hunt.
……
“Boss, they are coming!” Matcha whispered in the team channel.
“I can see them. Just keep flying; they have no long range skills or long range classes so they can’t hurt you. Don’t fly too fast so that they can follow you!”
“I know!”
“Be careful!”