With newfound determination burning in our eyes, Larry, Drake, and I rose to action.
"That's right, Aria! You're the strongest." Drake grinned widely.
"Perena just wants to kill you so she can be the new strongest," I added with a snicker.
Our voices of encouragement reached Aria, who seemed overcome with emotion as she stared at us.
"Y-you guys..."
"Larry, Drake, let's do this," I commanded, my gaze piercing through the mass of silver-haired Elves surrounding us.
'Why did I just say that? None of them can even fight...' I swiftly thought to myself.
It was one thing to support the actual fighter among us, and it was another to leap into action.
Larry responded with a nod, determination etched into his usually jovial features. Drake, however, offered a smug smirk, his knuckles popping ominously as he readied himself for the coming storm.
'Looks like they took my words too seriously.' I forced a grin on my face.
