Barbosa's men pushed past Liam's party, heckling as they went. They looked at Elizabeth with mocking pity. One of the Ruby Eyed elites smirked at Elizabeth. "Hey, Liz, you could've joined any real guild with those stats. Instead, you're following a guy who fights with a kitchen timer? Sad."
Liam didn't say a word; he just stepped back, his eyes narrowing as he watched the Ruby Eyed "professionals" charge the ghouls.
"Liam, we can't let them…" Elizabeth started, her face flushed with fury.
"Let them," Liam rumbled, crossing his massive arms. "They want the lead? Let them take the heat."
The Ruby Eyed squad engaged the six ghouls with the sloppy desperation of men who had forgotten that 'death is real.' They burned their high-cooldown skills early, screaming as they hacked at the undead.
Barbosa was swinging his sword wildly, his 'Elite' form crumbling into amateurish hacking.
