"Stop with your nonsense and give me a hand!" Young Master Han's focus was on the rest of The Black Hand mercenary group that was heading toward this mountain's vantage point and did not even register Drifting and the other players presently with him.
"Drifting, let's have a deathmatch!" Royal God Call quickly issued this challenge as he rushed forward before stopping in his tracks and asking, "Wait. Which one are you?"
Being an expert gamer himself, he easily figured out what was going on and knew that the many Driftings before him were the products of a duplication spell of sort. Still, Royal God Call reckoned it would be satisfying to vent his frustration on all the four Driftings.
"Bullsh*t! You clearly know which one it is!" Gu Fei shouted, irked.
