"Erion, I see you're in a bit of a bind there, my friend!" The curly-haired boy yelled as he thrust his sword to a shadow monster.
I'd resumed to taking down many of my own after the twins' grand entrance, my arms numb and aching from being raised for more than an hour. It wasn't just my limps screaming with exhaustion, I could feel the power within me almost draining. I do hope this finishes soon.
The people had long been evacuated—those who lived to see another day. For those who had been mercilessly caught up in this hell, I pray their souls find peace in the heavens with my mother.
"I can say the same to you, Eul! Might you need help? Euph is doing better than you." Erion countered back from another corner of the stage, his attire a tattered mess.
