Aisa's expression warped into that of a sadistic smile as four figures began to run in our direction.
The fire mage, an assassin of bones, and two magic swordsmen.
As they were covering their faces with some sort of partial face mask, I couldn't really make out what their status would be.
I memorized all of them, and the only one that stood out from this group was the assassin of bones, a girl with long white hair, eyes as pale as bones, steel-like white skin, and fingers nimble enough to work their way through any kind of trap.
"Who do you want?" I asked as they began to scale the building at an unimaginable speed.
Each time they placed their feet on the frame of the building, they would create an indent in it, allowing them to burst up and gain even more height.
They were strong… very strong…
