'Damn it, don't pause next time, then!' cursed Caleb inwardly, snarling orders the next moment through the white ribbon.
"Aesyn, Thrad, Hark, Borz, Frisker, Alon, Karvan units, to the back! We'll hold the pursuers off. The rest, help Onimaru and Sigrun break through! The spearhead will handle the level sixty elite. Party leaders, take the Condemned Centurions."
The other Damnedlings assigned to the breakthrough group already knew that their task was to handle the Forsaken Legionaries.
They are outnumbered at least two to one, but all they had to do was hold out.
Once the human Visitor duo had taken down the level sixty elite, their enemies, too, were bound to perish.
Only, the Damnedlings did not expect that they wouldn't be outnumbered two to one at all.
The moment Daru and Elara heard the command to eliminate the level sixty Ashbound Praetor, a small smile graced their young faces, and they immediately began to make their way over to their enemy.
