The grade two's pulled away from front lines after Micheal gave his order. Though they didn't do much in the fight, they didn't fail to aid any low ranked member who was facing difficulties with his or her opponent. It was pivotal they kept fatalities at its minimum.
Justin rushed into battle with his chains soaring high. Even though he was now proficient in the use of sickles and blades, he preferred using his chains. They were not only good for long ranged combats, they weren't bad at short range either, and it provided a lot more defense that swords and sickles.
Unlike the normal chains he'd used during training, this one had been imbued with a little of pure energy, and could damage those with the opposing kind. Though he wasn't throwing out fancy techniques like the others around him, he was holding his own against the possessed man he was up against. His opponent commanded the wind, and it's mastery over his power was near perfect.
