Do you think I'm an idiot?

John, wielding his broadsword, approached with heavy steps, while Azure silently descended from the sky. The four Race Kings surrounded the orc priest.

The priest stood still, contemplating whether he could defeat the four enemies before him.

Just as his bony fingers tightened slightly around his staff, even before he could lift it, the four Race Kings simultaneously launched their attacks.

The surrounding mist began to swirl around the priest, forming a venomous snake that lunged at Arthas. A second snake targeted John. As the priest was about to conjure a third, a sharp pain shot through his head, blood trickling from his mouth, and his staff fell to the ground.

Squelch—

A black long blade pierced through his back, effortlessly breaking the barrier and stabbing through his heart.

"No..."

Crane withdrew his weapon, and the priest collapsed lifelessly to the ground.