In the outskirts of StoneHeart City, dozens of players could be seen fighting off a wave of monsters.
They stayed at the forefront while the members of the White Flame Guild fought behind them.
While the guild members were filled with anxiety, the otherworlders in front of them seemed to be having the time of their lives.
Even when their comrades fell, they didn't flinch—charging forward with even more intensity.
"They're madmen! All of them!" one of the top members of the guild said, disbelief clear in his voice.
Another guild member next to him wiped sweat from his brow and muttered, "Maybe that's just how they play. No fear of death… no consequences. They know they'll respawn."
"But still," the first man said, shaking his head. "Throwing themselves into the enemy like that—it's like they enjoy dying."
BOOM!
A fireball exploded ahead, sending three goblin warriors flying into the air. A player with a wild grin raised his staff triumphantly.
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