Tactical Genius

As the Knights and Warriors encircled their targets, Ethan's voice rang out on the guild's command channel, "Focus fire! Kill the ones without red names first!"

It was the first time anyone in the guild had ever heard him speak. A brief silence followed before comprehension hit.

He wasn't leaving them with even a single scrap!

Through the lingering haze of magical light, they could see the loot scattered across the ground. All of it was their spoils of war, treasures they'd soon be able to exchange for guild contribution points.

Like predators in a frenzy, the guild members charged at the players without red names, slashing and stabbing with ruthless precision. Their prey barely had time to react before falling, dismembered under the flurry of blades.

Within mere moments, over twenty players lay dead, their bodies fading into flashes of white light.