Another player besides me somehow found his way into the library. His face was covered with a white cloak while he held a random tree branch. From the looks of it, he wasn't suited to battle dozens of well armed NPCs.
Whoosh... Whoosh...
A crowd of knives were immediately thrown towards his direction. I was about 50% sure he'd die, but the player got lucky, accidentally slipped and fell on his back avoiding all the projectiles which flew above his head.
Looking towards the guy I was a bit flabbergasted how lucky he was.
' Maybe I should help him? '
Contemplating about my options I casted a Lightning Bolt and put on my hood before throwing the spell towards the assassin rapidly approaching the fallen player.
" Escape! "