Irina's sharp yellow eyes widened slightly as Layla's words sank in. 'A tank? We have a girl tank?' The surprise registered clearly on her face, though she quickly schooled her expression back into her usual confidence. Tanks were rare, especially at the academy. Most vanguards were swordsmen or spearmen—damage dealers who relied on brute strength or agility. Pure tanks, those who specialized in soaking damage and holding the front line, were almost unheard of.
And a girl tank? That was even more uncommon. Most female students leaned toward rangers, swordsmen, or mages, leaving the more physically grueling roles to their male counterparts.
For a moment, Irina just stared at Layla, her mind working rapidly as new possibilities unfolded before her. 'A healer and enchanter like Sylvie, paired with a tank and a vanguard? That's nearly optimal. Add Astron's precision and adaptability, and the team could be unbeatable.'
