But it was in that very moment that the Elf Rangers deeply felt the malice coming from the players...
As well as the humiliation power specially prepared for elves.
From within the group of players, the club player Honeydew suddenly made a move, as a Mage who had begun to learn the War Mage System, and she instantly pulled out a bucket of scalding and foul-smelling "unidentified brown paint" from her spatial grid.
As the saying goes, when a mop dips into shit, its ensuing swipes are bound to rival the rebirth of Lu Bu.
Um... With the paint bucket in hand, the Mage closed the distance between them in a flash.
Then, the bucket was tipped over.
An unprecedented dread spread through the hearts of the Elf Rangers.
Almost instantly, a group of Elves swiftly retreated outside the bucket's range, retreating while issuing indignant curses.
Whether or not the Elves cherished peace was put aside for the moment, but one thing was certain, this bunch really valued cleanliness.
