"Is it really okay for us to let Elin fight alone?"
Rhosyn worriedly asked as she and Blaz sat next to the mine's entrance watching their comrade fighting head to head with the Dwarven Protector. Leyna was also with them, continued on being an observer as a rat.
"It's fine. She's more than capable of fighting a just promoted Sappling Protector." Replied the young man calmly.
Debris from the shattered battlefield was flying all over the place from Celene and Geir clashing with one another. The night was full of flickering lights as the two continuously cast their skills. Especially since Celene's skills were all still in the shape of lighting, although colored in brown.
"Protector's jobs are to stall, protect, and attract. Sure Celene might not win this fight, but for her to lose? I'd probably ended up too embarrassed to bury her if that happens."
