Mountain Dwarf "Stonebelly" took that abrupt step under the push of that mysterious force, and it instantly made him the target of every arrow.
Even if he had no such intention himself, faced with the two curved sabers hacking toward him from behind, he could only be forced to sprint wildly toward the altar where the magic staff stood.
Under normal circumstances, if everyone on the field had enough intelligence, and with sufficient relevant experience, maintained absolute calm, could cast aside the influence of all kinds of factors, including personal grudges and their own greed, and objectively analyze the situation on the field...
Then for Stonebelly and Xili, if they wanted to maximize their chances of carrying the spoils out of the valley alive, the best solution right now would be for the two of them to join forces temporarily, first eliminate Marcus, the strongest and most brutal captain in the team, and then compete between themselves over who would get the magic staff.
But they were not machines. It was impossible for them to truly consider the situation on the field as comprehensively and completely as they would in the most ideal state.
They did not even have enough time to think. Those two ignorant heads, which had never received a proper education and might not even recognize all their characters, had yet to start turning at the first moment of the sudden change when their bodies had already completed their movements through muscle memory and instinct.
—the dwarf charged toward the magic staff, and the ranger shot an arrow at the dwarf closest to the magic staff.
Of course, they were all adventurers with rich experience, after all.
The next second after the arrow left her hand, Ranger Xili instantly reacted.
Like locking the stable door after the