"Swish swish swish!"
The Skeleton Archers were incessantly going through their mechanical movements, with not a trace of fatigue. They seemed like two machines designed solely for killing!
"All attack, if a protective shield appears in the territory, we'll withdraw!"
"No kidding, we know that even without you telling us!"
"Hey, why are you just shouting orders and not charging forward yourself? You're afraid of dying, aren't you?"
"What nonsensical things are you saying? I'm a mage, I should naturally be at the back, providing support. Don't you understand this basic principle? Shield warriors are the ones who are supposed to be at the front, ready to sacrifice themselves!"
The middle-aged mage player said this as if it were a matter of course, disdainfully glancing at the guy who asked.
"Roar!"
As they say, a single stone can cause a thousand waves, the middle-aged player's remarks certainly stirred up a hornet's nest.
