"Yes, we're comrades, but from different squads."
Cordova looked at Motan with a pained expression and gritted his teeth, "After hearing your story, I finally remembered, Motan, you were the Priest who rushed over to heal me after our whole squad was wiped out and I was on the brink of death, right?"
Motan broke into a sweat and nodded stiffly, "So the warrior whose last words were 'terrible game experience' was you?"
"It damn sure was me!"
Suddenly, Cordova roared and grabbed Motan's shoulders, shaking him vigorously, "It~was~me~!"
Seeing Cordova almost shake a phantom out of Motan's head, Yu Chen quickly interjected, "Well, Motan must have wanted to save Xiao Yu too, right?"
"Uh...but it still feels pretty frustrating..."
Cordova let go of Motan dejectedly and sighed deeply, "If you'd arrived half a minute earlier, I wouldn't have ended up biting the dust there."
