She looked at those frantically running Twisted Ritualists, a curious expression on her face:
"Are those Trolls too? They're so ugly! Why not get rid of them?"
Ignoring the subtle whispers in her ears, Yaya immediately flew into the air, carefully observing the edge of destruction in Zul'Farrak.
For the Trolls fighting the Demons, there was no intention whatsoever to intervene and rescue.
Who knows if these guys have already been corrupted?
Who knows if their fighting behavior is just an act?
Regarding the increasingly bizarre methods of the Cultists, Yaya couldn't help but mutter:
"When these guys appear, the situation is basically hard to salvage."
"These guys just love to target civilians..."
"It's still necessary to keep an eye on them, lest they act recklessly."
Orianna glanced at the wristwatch in her hand, thinking it should be developed with more features.
While they were discussing, the Flying Dragon Squadron had already rushed over from afar.
