"Holy shit!"
Mu You's eyelid twitched. That breath of fire had dealt at least five thousand damage, hadn't it? One blast had instantly killed two of them and left him critically wounded. Only Lin Xue had avoided the worst hit thanks to the Crimson Cloak's damage reduction, but the damage that followed was rapidly burning through her health too...
Without time to think, Mu You hurriedly pressed the Pocket Watch, then cast Holy Shield on Lin Hai and Life Barrier on Xiao Ya before their opponent breathed fire.
[The Pandaren opened its mouth and breathed out a sea of fire...]
The next second, their opponent used the same move again.
This time, at least nobody died, but the situation was hardly any better. He and Lin Xue were once again severely wounded by the flames, while Xiao Ya's health instantly bottomed out, leaving only the last sliver sustained by Life Barrier.
Lin Hai avoided the flames thanks to Holy Shield. Although the shield vanished instantly, it at least kept him from catching fire, making him the only healthy person there.
Startled himself, Lin Hai hurriedly cast healing spells on everyone. Mu You moonlighted as a priest with Holy Light, and together they barely stabilized the party's health.
But it still did no good, and the text that followed made them even more desperate.
``` [Because the Pandaren is immune to magic, you can only fight it in close combat.]
[However, all of you underestimated the Pandaren's martial arts.]
[Pandaren are a race that loves alcohol as much as life itself. They also possess a special racial talent called "drunkenness": while drunk, a Pandaren's combat instincts are amplified to their limit. They no longer deliberately maintain their balance, yet remain balanced at all times.]
[Holding a bamboo staff in