A good soldier, will never let

Thief: the impression that thieves bring to us maybe lock, high damage and carelessly OT brought by high damage. But occasionally, in a pile of stranges that soldiers paul, there always one to run out and rush the rear of fragile cloth. At this moment, thieves in the front of the monster group rushed out and sprinted to the front of monster, disappearing + ambush + backstab + evil + knife, so monster began to attack thieves, then open to dodge, drag the monster to back toughly. At the last moment, thieves fall down and monsters were finally controlled by warriors.

Thieves’ monologue: I am named cold-blooded and ruthless. I have been walking in the darkness of the edge, although i have a proud damage force, but I always understand, I’m just a assassin in the dark. When I am found by enemy is my death. So I always hide in the side of soldier, seize the monster not guard against the moment, with a fatal blow. Letting the monster can’t see my appearance even they die is always my prides. But at this moment, I will no longer hide myself, exposure myself in front of monster, no longer suppress their strength, power, open, and only in order to protect my companions…

Soldier: warrior is meat shield, which is everyone’s consensus. In every fight, every duty-boundrushing represents the beginning of battle’ every fearless screaming, drag OT strange back to his side. A good soldier, will never let his teammates get hurt. What soldiers left us is reliable figure and the indomitable courage.

Soldiers monologue: my eyes are blurry by fresh blood. I can not tell clearly whose blood is. There is a great pain in my body and my consciousness begin to fuzzy, but I still stand here, wielding my weapons and never draw back. A faith supports me always, as behind of me, I feel my companions are still in there and they need my protection, so monsters, if you want to hurt my companions, go across my body first!

Priest: Maybe in everyone’s heart, priset is an angel, who always strain nerves and sooth warriors’ wound with the power of Holy light. Without priest, it means the prelude of group’s destruction. As long as priest exists, everyone will feel the hope still in there, 为什么不有一个麻将小游戏熊猫人之谜just like angel is always with us.

Priest’s monologue: it is very familiar that hands arise warm white light, just like an angel smiling at me. I stand at the end of the team and look at the back of teammates, there is always a little bit of envy. Natural weak makes me can’t carry the heavy weapons like a warrior; cannot like mages warlock use powerful attack magic. Maybe I am really very weak. But when i look at surge monster in front, I know everyone need my support, so, I smile, smile and protect everyone at the last minute.Thief: the impression that thieves bring to us maybe lock, high damage and carelessly OT brought by high damage. But occasionally, in a pile of stranges that soldiers paul, there always one to run out and rush the rear of fragile cloth. At this moment, thieves in the front of the monster group rushed out and sprinted to the front of monster, disappearing + ambush + backstab + evil + knife, so monster began to attack thieves, then open to dodge, drag the monster to back toughly. At the last moment, thieves fall down and monsters were finally controlled by warriors.

Thieves’ monologue: I am named cold-blooded and ruthless. I have been walking in the darkness of the edge, although i have a proud damage force, but I always understand, I’m just a assassin in the dark. When I am found by enemy is my death. So I always hide in the side of soldier, seize the monster not guard against the moment, with a fatal blow. Letting the monster can’t see my appearance even they die is always my prides. But at this moment, I will no longer hide myself, exposure myself in front of monster, no longer suppress their strength, power, open, and only in order to protect my companions…

Soldier: warrior is meat shield, which is everyone’s consensus. In every fight, every duty-boundrushing represents the beginning of battle’ every fearless screaming, drag OT strange back to his side. A good soldier, will never let his teammates get hurt. What soldiers left us is reliable figure and the indomitable courage.

Soldiers monologue: my eyes are blurry by fresh blood. I can not tell clearly whose blood is. There is a great pain in my body and my consciousness begin to fuzzy, but I still stand here, wielding my weapons and never draw back. A faith supports me always, as behind of me, I feel my companions are still in there and they need my protection, so monsters, if you want to hurt my companions, go across my body first!

Priest: Maybe in everyone’s heart, priset is an angel, who always strain nerves and sooth warriors’ wound with the power of Holy light. Without priest, it means the prelude of group’s destruction. As long as priest exists, everyone will feel the hope still in there, just like angel is always with us.

Priest’s monologue: it is very familiar that hands arise warm white light, just like an angel smiling at me. I stand at the end of the team and look at the back of teammates, there is always a little bit of envy. Natural weak makes me can’t carry the heavy weapons like a warrior; cannot like mages warlock use powerful attack magic. Maybe I am really very weak. But when i look at surge monster in front, I know everyone need my support, so, I smile, smile and protect everyone at the last minute.

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