"Alright. You take fifty on the left; I'll take fifty on the right," Ryder told Shu, dividing the prey.
"Sure. Oh, this time, don't take my prey like last time," Shu replied jokingly as he raised his knife.
"Don't worry. I will only kill fifty this time," Ryder replied wryly.
He was about to step forward with Shu when he stopped.
"Oh, I have a better plan. Dividing can be confusing, so how about I go first? I'll take my end of the Orcs first, and then you can have a good and comfortable time battling them. Stay right here," he let out, stopping Shu.
Shu agreed and stepped back, letting Ryder take the lead.
Ryder smirked as he brought his Moon Scythe before he stepped forward, jumping in the middle of the Orcs.
"Sand Storm!" Ryder let out, using a skill that he had learned near the start.
As soon as he used the skill, sand started appearing around him, creating a whirlpool of sand that started spreading outwards.
