"What the hell?!"
The kobold warrior, who had just been slammed and lost 28% of his health points, let out a shocked cry as he flailed around in mid-air, drawing an arc before crashing to the ground. He rolled several times before barely coming to a stop.
This particular kobold had been carefully picked as a target by Motan. He figured that the one wearing a set of heavy armor that seemed of decent quality and who wasn't throwing shitballs like most of his companions was most likely a player. Judging by their gear, their level probably wasn't too low either. So, after switching to a worn-out weapon, Motan flung him away to draw some aggro. Meanwhile, Jadka kicked Wang Badan awake, grabbed Ya Ya, and dragged Ji Xiaoge toward the mining tunnel they had come through.
"Attack the half-dragon warrior!"
"Check if Shuai Hu's dead!"
"Kill that bastard!"
"Get him, guys! Grab your weapons!"
"We've got the numbers!"
