Somewhere in a marsh in the central region of the Demon Tribe, a group of 20 players from Pantheon were grinding on monsters. Two orc Warriors taunted a parade of Spectres, then drew them to an open space, where the Mages bombarded them with magic.

They were well-coordinated with superb teamwork. It would probably take them no more than five minutes to wipe out all these Spectres.

While they were engrossed in levelling, a dark speck appeared in the distant sky. It came closer at a frightening speed, casting a massive shadow on the ground.

What in the world was that!?

As the team members saw the shadow, fear gripped at their heads. Disorder struck. They forgot momentarily they were part of a team. The Priests didn’t cast their heals in time, causing the two orc Warriors to succumb to the Spectres. They collapsed to the ground. The Spectres took this opportunity to launch a counterattack.

The team members made a mad scramble for safety. Anywhere but here! But the flying creature didn’t swoop down at them, instead flying roughly...