Grim situation

The battalion rushed across the open plains of the eastern region. They occasionally encountered solo players hunting mobs or gathering crafting materials. All the players in the Eastern region had received the initial notification about the Undead battalion fleeing with a kidnapped priestess.

Dave was ticked off, whenever they ran into a player the system sent another regional announcement updating their location.

Regional Announcement!

Updated location for the battalion of undead!

Moria Eastern region, Geographical code: [-310, 870]

'Fuck you! Stop pulling my hair, Alfie, you prissy little bitch.'

The notifications just increased the number of the more idiotic players who tried to earn the rewards promised by the church, egging them on. The idiots thought that, individually or in small groups, they could stop the battalion. They thought wrong.