"Yeah, but never mind" Tyson chuckled. "Let's find the core. I don't think we can form the bull formation again..."
"Yeah, that giant hand was... something else," Rudra said, just as a body dropped beside them with a heavy thud.
It was Ken, flung halfway across the battlefield by another golem.
"Ugh, those things are damn annoying," Ken grunted, pulling himself up. "My bullets are basically useless against their sandy layers."
"Yeah, they're a pain in the ass," Tyson admitted, steadying him. "Anyway—no time to chill. Let's move. We need more points."
A few notifications flickered on their HUDs.
[ Ding! Earned 11 Points ]
[ Current Points... 37 ]
[ Ding! volunteers found... but current points are too low to summon him ]
Tyson paused, who was this guy?...
Elsewhere, Lara, Shaun, Red, and Blue fought in tight formation, keeping each other covered through the blinding winds.
Meanwhile, Ron the healer, along with Ken, Rudra, and Tyson, held the line against waves of golems.
