"I just don't understand how I agreed to save her!" Liu Zhenhan shook his head and muttered.
Just after finishing the War Song, the four people involved in the healing chain, besides him, were two of the strongest pandaren warriors. Their expressions were strained. Avril's injuries, even when divided evenly, had left them clutching their chests, their faces a shade paler.
"If I knew this beforehand, I would have exerted less strength," Gude grumbled.
He had also been assigned to share this psychic link, meaning in other words, he inflicted on himself a quarter of the damage with his own trident.
The other pandaren warrior, Gerard, watched from the side with cold eyes. The height and width of his body were almost similar, like a natural square, beefcake.
Only Liu Zhenhan was frolicking around. His physique made many people think that he was more of a magical beast rather than a Panta priest.
