She stood atop a small hill, looking down on hundreds of people. Her heart was wavering, albeit a little, she was raised to be a strong leader but she always ran away from that responsibility. Now here was a whole platoon, waiting for her to lead them as the guardian she was.
Isla had a lot of strong individuals in her squad, she didn't doubt them but they didn't know what was coming so the nerves were just about to overcome her. Kiro had given her LJ, a newbie she would need to look after since she had also taken her under her wing, them being archers and everything.
She was also hoping for more blood potions, since drinking them made players evolve into a much higher plane of strength but that would take time. While Hiro had mastered the potion, he still needed to brew it and that took time and resources so they needed to make due.
