Even the most basic coordination is gone—what's with this forceful attack? Wouldn't it be more useful to provide support and enhancements to our melee allies rather than you all hitting a few times?
"It's all in chaos... all of it," the blond man said, watching the battle grow more intense. The joy on his face had vanished entirely, replaced by profound worry. He had no idea what had caused this situation, but he knew that such abnormal conditions were never a good sign.
It hasn't even been two minutes—why is everyone acting like they've taken gunpowder?
"Ah! Die!!" Zheng Yichen glanced at the person he had kicked away earlier, who was now spitting out blood, his battle axe already damaged. Zheng Yichen swung the club in his hands and sent his opponent flying again.
He had snatched the club from someone else.