With another crisp and decisive slash, Fangsheng severed the other arm of the Plaguebearer. The two remaining Plaguebearers finally reacted, crying out, "Bad guy!" as they rushed forward wielding weapons that looked like wooden clubs.
Judging solely by the scene, it looked remarkably like a heavily armored, powerful knight slaughtering a group of struggling, weak vagrants.
Dust billowed into the air, followed by several shrill whistles. Bullets roared through the thick fog, piercing the corpulent bodies of the two Plaguebearers.
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