Desperate Measures      

Meanwhile, Nightshade's anger flared as he witnessed Lord Scrooge and Grey Smoke swiftly dispatching members of their guild.

"Hey! Do you even realize the consequences of opposing us, huh?!" Nightshade bellowed, his voice filled with fury.

"Who cares?!" Sylvan retorted, his own frustration boiling over as he engaged in combat with the Doombringers' players. "Get out of here, you idiots!"

Veins bulged on Nightshade's forehead as his anger flared. "Huh?! Are you begging for death? Very well, I'll grant your wish! Men, attack them! From this moment on, they're enemies of Doombringers!"

As the battle erupted, Xin called forth his Defense Golems, their massive forms towering over the chaotic battlefield. With thunderous footsteps, the golems advanced to the front lines, their imposing presence striking fear into the hearts of Doombringers.