"Ah... Ah..."
Half-orc Gangke was rolling on the ground, clutching his excruciatingly painful, completely limp left arm, wailing in agony.
However, at this moment, neither Xia Nan nor any of his "Sulfur Dragon Breath" squad teammates made any move to rescue him.
And in the next second upon spotting the true form of the Banshee ahead, they all, as if by mutual agreement, swiftly reached with their free hand, the one not gripping their weapon, into their waist pouches and pockets.
They pulled out a potion they had prepared back at Blood Castle and stored in the most convenient place for quick retrieval, and downed it in one go.
Contained in glass bottles the size of a pinky, the dose wasn't large, they only needed to tilt their heads slightly back to consume it all in half a mouthful.
The potion itself, unlike a Healing Potion, didn't emit a glow when the liquid moved, the color slightly bluer than clear water.
