KILL-STEAL

The Evolvers were swift in creating shields, protecting the rest of the raiders. Who were a few milliseconds away from being torn apart?

'Bam!'

The sheer force from Aethon's spirit beast talons shattered the Radiant shields.

"Sh*t! What kind of terrifying claws are those? MY SHIELD IS RUINED. Brothers, kill this fu*cker for me."

Attacks of all kinds were launched at the Aethon spirit beast.

'kkkkwwwaaaaaahhhh~'

["Babe, this is a perfect fisherman time. You are to kill-steal now and escape North. A stream is flowing north. According to calculations, the probability of escaping the mad hunt at the direction of the stream is at 47%."]

'47%, that's a lot of percent. I am taking it.'

"Celestial Fluid Battle Team. NOW!" An Evolver from the Syndicate battle team yelled.