Chapitre 117: Insulting Meal

POV Dragon's Meal:

Five players with small medallions hanging from their necks sat on the ground under the green trees.

"Damn this, where are they? I thought this was supposed to be heaven for us PKers!" a player holding a long metal staff and wearing robes stitched together from various skins and furs had a bored expression on his face as he sat in a shrub.

"Just wait, I am telling you this forest is full of lawless noob players that we can legally kill." a tall player wearing a green hood attached to a green leather armour with a longbow hanging from his shoulder stood up, stretching his arms and legs.

Suddenly the leaves above them rustled, and a strong and hot wind flowed from the sky.

"What is this?"

"Ehhh, a wind?"

"Dang, I can see that, you idiot... I meant, what is its source!"

The one and only female between them stood up, her long white dress and brown hair moving in the wind, "Shut up, both of you. You will give out our position."

"Yes, miss Glade!"