While the players who were already engaged with the monsters were busy saving their own lives, an unseen danger lurked at the edge of the battlefield—an evil player quietly determined to wipe them all out.
"We can do it!" a group of players roared in triumph.
Their ATPs were in the eighties, and they had just finished shattering nearly half of the Bone Golems. Shards of bone littered the floor, and several of the skeletal giants had collapsed into piles that refused to reform.
Even more impressive, their coordinated attacks had finally chipped away a visible portion of the Charnel Hound's massive HP bar.
Cheers erupted from the other players scattered across the hall.
"They're doing it!"
"Keep going!"
"We can survive this!"
Hope spread like wildfire.
