"Leonard, your job will be to kill the skeletons archers and wizards as soon as possible," Tom said. "Their numbers are small, but they are very troublesome to melee fighters like us. You will conserve your mana, and whenever they appear, you will attack them with all your might. Got it?"
"Ok." Leon nodded.
Although Leon was thankful for not having to put himself at risk, the last memory of him trying to trust the frontline wasn't a pleasant one. In a world where monsters could fly and jump dozens of meters upward, the formation didn't have much utility, but he accepted his function in any case. Before entering the dungeon, Tom made Leon push a cart where the skeleton's dust would be stored. Since Leon didn't have to use his hands, he could push that without a problem.
