"We are not going to survive this." Jia Le, the Bellflower Cultivator said as she panted heavily, trying to catch her breath. She and a few other Pandarens recognised the Demon Rat Elites from a glance and they knew how crazy strong they were.
They were akin to fighting against Iron men on steroids and it took some coordination from the Pandawans to put down a few of them together at their tip top form. So, to fight against this many when they were this weary, it was counting death. Even if Xiong Da and the others were to join them now, they still could not guarantee that they would come out alive from this ordeal.
Not to mention, these Demon Rat Elites felt different. It was as if the ones they had sent were not the true elites or perhaps the equipment they used was vastly different. It felt like the Demon Rats had decided not to underestimate the humans and go all out with whatever machinations they had.
