"Did you get a bit of sleep at the very least?" Making their way through the Astarto Village gates, a young woman and a man in his late twenties, both of which were donning a full set of armor, appeared in the outskirts, their expressions that of slight awe as they took in the surprising number of people that decided to participate in the current monster tide.
"Look at my face and tell me." Once the awe the two felt had eventually disappeared, Tristan looked at the young woman beside him as the expression on his face became solemn. "Do you really think I got even a wink of sleep if my face looks like this?"
"You tell me." In response, Myst shrugged her shoulders as the two of them weaved their way through the crowd, eventually appearing at the frontlines. "Because that thin layer of soot on your face is definitely not helping you out here."
