"Cardinal, what kind of fighter are you? We need to assign some roles for maximum efficiency." Darrow asked while commanding his phantom fleet to help Minerva and the others escape while they still could.
However, his barrage was being absorbed by the water leviathan coiling around the monster's body.
"Frontline fighter with some support skills. Namely healing, dispelling and some enhancements to your attacks." Tristan replied truthfully while giving Alice a glance.
She had recovered enough of her stamina to stand up straight.
"I know I look cute but you don't need to stare that hard." Alice rolled her eyes.
*COUGH!!!
"I- I erm… I didn't mean it that way." Tristan panicked but Darrow only slapped him on the back with a laugh.
"So Calista, what about you?" Darrow turned his attention to Alice.
