Ethan kept his long knife in hand and used his speed advantage to press the attack.
Maybe it was because of what the man in the black trench coat said earlier, but when Ethan clashed with a player holding a shield—someone who looked like he had class-changed into a shield guard—that player didn't fight back at all. He wanted to rely on his defense to pin Ethan down.
He said to the teammate behind him with full confidence, "Relax, my shield is very strong. If your Strength isn't over 20, you can't break it!"
"When he swings at my shield, just wait for your chance and hit him. We'll finish the fight then!"
His teammate nodded, clearly trusting him.
Ethan looked at the huge shield in front of him, took a deep breath, let out a low shout, and chopped down.
At once, metal clashed with metal.
The class-change player with the shield felt a heavy force slam into him, like something huge had hit him. He staggered back two steps.
