With the experience from the last fight, Sun Busong charged straight into the pack of Petrified Lizards this time. He killed more than a dozen before retreating.
All the remaining Petrified Lizards around the lake were enraged. The huge horde surged toward Sun Busong, jostling and trampling one another as they charged.
"They're coming! They're coming!"
Heavy Fist peeked around the corner, keeping a close eye on the situation. There was a reason Tauren didn't have a Rogue class. With a cow's face that big and a pair of long horns, even the most careful Tauren couldn't avoid being spotted. Other people weren't blind, after all.
In less than three minutes, a whole swarm of Petrified Lizards came pouring into Duncan's Quicksand Trap.
The sixteen beautiful mages had succeeded once before, and this time their teamwork was even smoother.
In less than twelve minutes, not a single living creature remained near the Quicksand Trap.
Sun Busong went over to Duncan, who was nearly exhausted, and handed him a bottle of liquor.
"Thanks for all your hard work! When we get back, I'll be sure to thank you properly. Without your help, the few of us would've been done for."
Duncan was so exhausted he could barely stand, and both his hands were trembling. But as a pirate, he still had to keep up appearances.
"What are you talking about? Do we really need to be polite with each other? My hands are just a little shaky from all the hand seals. But since you said you'd thank us properly, how about treating us to ten days' worth of drinks?"
"How could ten days be enough? A month! I'll cover all your drinks for the whole month. Don't hold back on the food, either. Finn can go buy whatever you want."