"Such a freak, I nearly died just to block two Blood Wolves, and Yijie alone withstood eight of them." After the second match, Roushan examined the wounds on his body. For Roushan, taller than most, dealing with the Blood Wolves wasn't easy; he had just taken a couple of hits from their claws, but thankfully Ziyu was there to clean his wounds, and now only two barely visible scars remained.
This time when they returned to the rest area, the looks from members of other small teams had completely changed.
"Ten Blood Wolves only forced that team to have two people take action, with two women on the side cheering them on, and another man hiding in the shade," incessant murmurs of discussion.
"And one of the women is a medic, and she looks like a high-level one at that," Ziyu didn't react much to people's whispers and pointed fingers. When she was a Goddess, she heard the same kind of talk and flattery every day; she had just performed the most basic treatment and assistance.
