A few moments before, the Beowolves charged forward.
'El, Claude, neutralize the mages as quickly as possible. They must be down before the initial confrontation. Do it as they do not expect.' (Cain)
'Of course, Darling, our combination is unstoppable. They can try, but even I would be hard pressed to stop our skill, Vanishing Bullet.' (El)
'I agree with Lady El; having her can make anyone into an unorthodox fighter.' (Claude)
'Well, I look forward to the outcome then. We will run faster than Sverd can control his swords. Neutralize the nine others before you focus on him.'
'Okay, let's begin, Claude.' (El)
'Understood, Lady El, ready when you are.'
"Unique skill [Words of Zero] Trigger [Space Pocket]."
"Marksman skill [Ten Thousand Stones]"
A small portal opened in front of Claude that moved while the Beowolves ran; he pointed his rifle into it and shot his skill that turned his bullets into a claymore.
