"Everyone, retreat!"
Mia's voice, sharp as clenched silver teeth, resounded with reluctant command.
They had given their all, but they just couldn't hold back the opposing onslaught.
Now, their only option was to abandon the guild's frontal defense and reposition within the inner sanctum.
Following Mia's directive, the WindSong Guild members began their withdrawal.
But the enemy players wouldn't let them go that easily.
They surged forward, poised to storm into the guild.
"Who dares to cause trouble in my guild?"
Sebastian's booming voice, thunderous as a bolt from the blue, exploded in the ears of the three hundred players.
The next moment, a massive black vortex materialized at the center of the battleground—Sebastian had unleashed his skill, [Yomu Dark Hole]!
Caught off-guard, the players were helplessly pulled into the vortex by the Dark Hole's gravitational pull.
