If he lost, he would be dead for sure, and a lot of his people would probably end up dead too. Those who survive will only live to envy those who died today. Despite the high risk, Xasha had no second thoughts about his decisions or actions thus far. If he had not attacked, the outcome wouldn't change much. A lot of his people would die, and the rest would become servants, if not slaves.
With this thought in mind, Xasha's blade seemed to have gotten sharper as he cut an Upper Earth Sage Clean in half. Without pausing, he charged into a group of Earth Sages, who had teamed up against Emily, who was wreaking havoc until now.
Emily did not pick any special class to attack. Her Class scythe twirled a few times, and heads jumped from shoulders, followed by a fountain of blood. She still had the Snow Queen with her. The two teamed up to turn a section above into a tundra of death. Ice spears rained from the sky, impaling everyone and everything in their path.
