After changing the settings of the status system to better fit Emyrs himself, with a flick of a hand, a book length size flat screen aChapter 15: Formationppeared right in front of Emyrs. The screen was filled with information about the world of Eceth(A god reading about his own world, seriously?).
After a while, he got bored of it as it wasn't possible to be immersed in studying when there is agonizing moans that resounded the surrounding. Things like...
"Why hasn't he arrived yet?!"
"I'm dying from boredom..."
"So lifeless..."
"There is no more meaning into life anymore..."
"Zzzzzz"
Emyrs shook his wrist, the watch that he made a while ago, lit up, displaying the time.
Emyrs: (sigh) It's been about 6 hours and yet he hasn't arrived, I guess we should start without him...
Faelyn:(about to explode) You should have done that earlier!
Emyrs: (nonchalantly) Being patient is key, this is a type of training.
Everyone (other than Emyrs and Alice): gg
At this moment, a young man rushed in. His amber bright eyes were toned down by the cool sensation of his long sky-blue messy hairstyle that sweep past Emyrs and the others. He halted wobbly before turning towards them with an apologetic smile.
Russell: I'm not too late right, guys?
Whoosh-
A wooden mug flew at mach speed, straight at Russell's face.
Pong!
The wooden mug bashed his face, distorting it.
Russell: (rubbing the protruding redden part of his face, retorted) What was that for?!
Whoosh- Whoosh- Whoosh- Whoosh-
Crash!
Alice: (looking at the pile of mug and a shivering Russell underneath it all, she jumps and latches onto Emyrs like a terrified puppy wanting it's mother's protection) The-y are s-scary...
Emyrs: (while patting Alice) You should introduce yourself.
Russell: (pushed away the mountain of mugs) Ah yes, My name is Russell, I'm a warrior.
Faelyn: So? What is your excuse for being late?
Russell: (taunting)Yea, yea, pointy ear guy... just woke up late.
Faelyn: (angered)You- What kind of lame excuse was that?!
Russel: (fought back) I don't want to hear that from such a lame person!
Faelyn & Russell: (Growled)
Sarah: Guys, we're in the "adventure's guild" let's not fight alright?
Faelyn & Russell: Hmph!
Emyrs then made a formation by placing the members in different rows.
The formation was very simple as they had only 7 members.
The paladin(Gaviel) would fight in the front line, aiming to aggravate most of the enemies. The berserker would fight with the paladin in the front line specifictly enemies with high health and damage to loosen the strain on the tanker(paladin).
The warrior(Russell) and the duelist(Sarah) would support the front lines, the warrior would either attack the incoming enemies of the paladin or tank some off the damage for the tanker(paladin) to reorganize himself. The duelist on the hand would pick on weaker annoying target in the front line, hasty eradicating them.
As the fire mage(Alice) in our team is very nimble and focus on dealing short quick but low burst of damage, thus she would be in the mid lines where it is easy for her to move around and fire.
On the back line would be the sniper(Faelyn) as the sniper has long range and high damage but slow attack speed. (note that we are raiding a dungeon full of mindless monsters not smart people)
The weapon master's(Emyrs) job would be to flank the enemies back lines and messes their formation. The weapon master would also need to protect the back lines in case of leaked or assassin class monsters.
They then departed...
End