No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn't imagine any other race or any other group of precursors taking action like that group of two thousand professional players.
At nine in the morning, the Raid was ready to leave, the weapons were ready, and the groups were organized around different leaders and their different roles assigned, all prepared for an operation. Basically, basically for us, it was one of many in which We had participated, either with our bodies as now or with our alter egos in the multiple games in which we had participated.
Leira led the group of seven scouts, or Shadow runners, as we called them, who had the mission of infiltrating and avoiding combat until they found the boss's lair.
"Are you OK?" She said, looking at Elsine who had positioned herself among the group of archers quite far from where I was at the spearhead...
"I don't know..." I didn't have a better answer for the two of us at that moment.