The sounds of rubbing metal grated against my ears as around a dozen Seven Star City magic knights stepped into the cavern. Shield shining with the light of Holy Shield Protection, they slowly urged their mounts to walk toward me.

The magic knight leading at the forefront had a thick mustache and a spear in his hand. His ID was "Knight Roger", and he was a Level 255 Heroic Bannerman. He was at least a named player in the Northern Alliance. He ordered with an arrogant smirk on his face, "Immobilize him with Trapping Net if he tries to approach us! There is only so much space in his cavern, so there’s nowhere for him to escape! Mages and archers, you may attack now!"

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I frowned a little. Knight Roger was a smart guy who brought only Level 255 players to the hunt and immediately figured out that my Flight ability was near useless in this confined space. A different player would’ve been hard-pressed to dodge a constant hail of crowd-control skills, much less do anything against the enemy. The me from the day before certainly would’ve activated my invincibility skill and teleported...