Kapitel 213: The First Esports Tournament — Seventh Division (18)

Chapter 213: The First Esports Tournament — Seventh Division (18)

Quento's words clogged up in his throat. 'Another one is coming!'

He could sense a change in the mist caused by Last Coin's magic. He was about to create a second hole in his defensive formation and speed up Jake's Fenrir's Arrow to reach greater heights.

All other mages and a tank noticed it as well.

The problem lay in the tank, however.

'Can I see it through?' he asked himself.

His job was to die first.

There was no shame in tanks dying first. Dying last as a tank deserved ridicule and harsh treatment from teammates and a guild. No such a tank could ever dream of being in the main teams of the guild.

Yet, the tank didn't want to lose his expensive equipment nor did he have any confidence in himself.

He recalled the state the other tank had found himself in.

It was such a state that he couldn't find any words to describe it.