Yu Xunge had really liked this dragon in her previous life. She was beautiful and proud, and most importantly, she had never bullied her. Thinking of that, Yu Xunge could hardly wait to start beating her up.
She hung back at the rear the whole time, occasionally firing an empty shot at the ground.
An empty shot meant raising her gun at an open patch of ground, aiming, and going "biu"—that counted as firing. Bullets cost money, okay?!
Or she would occasionally perform an exaggerated roll, as though dodging a skill launched by the Young Dragon fifty meters away.
With the undead squad holding the front line, Yu Xunge ran all over the battlefield. She needed to light up the map for this entire area so that when she faced the Young Dragon one-on-one, she could freely use Phantom Shift to dodge her skills.
At the same time, Yu Xunge was studying the dragon's attack patterns.
Single-target skills, Area of Effect skills, flight altitude, subtle movements before casting, how much wind from her wings affected arrows and bullets fired at her... Just as Yu Xunge was observing and learning, she sensed something was wrong. Turning her head, she found every undead nearby staring at her, waving their weapons at the air while keeping their eyes fixed on her.
Yu Xunge:?
Were they filming some ancient romance drama here?
Looking up again, she saw the dragon breathing fire at the sky, her eyes slid toward the corners as she secretly watched Yu Xunge.
Fine, fine. So I'm the only outsider here, huh?
An undead soldier beside her demanded, "Soldier! Why aren't you attacking?"
Yu Xunge silently holstered her two guns in the tactical belt around her waist and said with righteous conviction, "Ahem... I can't bear to attack. A dragon's life