Now, as the Ability Users attacked, words beginning with B and F kept bursting from their mouths, with the occasional word beginning with S thrown in as well.
These Ability Users would not normally speak like this, but their companions had died too quickly, while the mercenaries had entered the passage without suffering any deaths. Naturally, they felt resentful.
Moreover, the Dancer Monsters' attacks and incredible speed rendered many attacks useless, leaving the Ability Users highly agitated, with traces of panic mixed with the anger building in their chests.
Tra and the other mercenaries followed behind. Hearing the mixed curses, the monsters' screams, and the explosions of abilities, they naturally became more cautious.
The Ability Users had no way to vent their anger right now. If the mercenaries made even the slightest mistake at this point, the Ability Users would definitely teach them how to behave.
They had followed the Ability Users for so long and had witnessed their strength. If anyone still foolishly wanted to challenge them, they would be killed without even a grave to lie in.
If the mercenaries had been placed in front of the Ability Users, then against these speed-type monsters, Tra felt that the remaining mercenaries would not last long before they were dead beyond dead.
So the mercenaries could only join in where they could. Killing one monster was still killing one monster.
At that moment, after hearing Chen Mo's suggestion, Tra's face turned a little pale. Damn Monroe—why had he not thought of this earlier?
"OH, SH**T! Why didn't you think of that earlier?" Tra complained. William beside him wore the same expression, equally frustrated.
In truth, Tra was also puzzled. He had not thought of something so simple either. They had just been playing the role of Poor Things—why had he