As to why they had been fighting fiercely one moment and now doing this on the battlefield, no one really knew why, but everyone did it spontaneously.
With her chubby little butt shaking, Katusha waddled over to Liu Zhenhan and rubbed her head against her father's leg.
The bandits were deliberately holding their breaths. They, too, didn't know why, but they were all doing it spontaneously.
The monks approached the battlefield, using prayer to soothe Korina's wound. They looked as peaceful and serene as if they were walking into their own garden.
"Are you coming out or not? You treacherous ambusher!" Liu Zhenhan glared at the gnomes who were obviously huddled together.
The gnomes had assembled themselves into a wall, clearly trying to hide some significant figure.
"If you don't come out, then you all can die!" Liu Zhenhan crouched to pick up the little piglet as a brilliant water arrow traced a beautiful arc in the air.
