"⌈Silverwind Shield!⌋"
Duelist Ptolema held her rapier up, barely activating her skill in time to block a Crimson Phantom's chain swing.
She and her team were having a difficult time fending off the creatures... A single lapse in judgment could prove lethal, even if she was fighting a single one.
Thus far, she had chain-link bruises on her neck from having her throat nearly crushed and a swollen forearm. In another world, her sword-arm would have snapped in half, making her more useless than she currently felt.
"I got it!" A black blur leapt to her aid.
Even though Guild Letalis wore similar dark armors, she recognized the voice. He was a Letalis Ranger that introduced himself as... the Lone Shadowdark... and he'd arrived to support her even faster than anyone in her own Snowy Village guild.
