"Traps ahead. Move carefully." An [Assassin] notified his teammates as they climbed up the mountain.
Even so, some of the players still got caught and either lost their lives or took heavy damage, forced to retreat from the mountain for fear of losing their lives.
"Damn it." A middle-aged player cursed as he glanced above, taking in the scene of players setting off traps or dying to abrupt explosions.
"We've already spent an hour and we are barely a third up the mountain. Someone better give me a good explanation otherwise there's no reason to remain here." The man stared at those closest to him and yelled.
In his mind was the system notification from an hour ago informing all participants that a team has seized the flag at the mountain's peak. Being the commander of a super guild, his fury was well justified since even his team had yet to lay their hands on the flag.
