It's been half a day since Krestan pick a fight with Letrax, and the situation is looking better than ever. The Segregate guild members are losing too many players that it's impossible to recover and it seems that they're giving up on fighting the Ophiuchus since there's no visible progress and not to mention Letrax is havocing their base and giving all the players the [Limit-Zero] debuff on them.
Kingstar drops his sword and facepalm on the sand and then is followed by the others. Boschwell and the others are sitting and leaning their head down staring at the sand with their arms resting on their knees. Kingstar hasn't moved a muscle because he's exhausted from the battle, and then Ken looks up while staring at the flashing colorful lights that are coming from behind the wall.
"Are we really going to laze around here and not helping Krestan and Trevor?"
Queenstar is groaning while untightening her pauldron.
