Orson removed the loot restrictions, allowing his guild members to freely collect the scattered gold.
"Brothers and sisters, the boss is throwing us a money shower! Let's go grab it!"
"What are you waiting for? Scramble!"
Bradley's group fully embraced their inner bandits, diving headfirst into the treasure trove.
"We've struck gold! This windfall is mine to inherit!"
"Who the hell yanked my pants? Have some decency!"
"I only grabbed 100 gold coins, and now you're robbing me?"
A few seemingly fair-skinned, delicate female players turned feral. Before Female Dorm God could stash his coins, they pounced on him, looting him with gusto.
Nearby onlookers were stunned.
Godslayer Guild's behavior was outrageous, but what stung the most was that they weren't included in the spoils.
"Bunch of amateurs," Bradley sneered as he zipped past the chaos. "Coins are nothing compared to equipment!"