Gnash leaned forward, her eyes reflected the crimson ray that destroyed the Frost Maiden, a monster capable of killing a dozen Phantoms without tensing up, but her evolution wasn't enough to bridge the gap with Adam.
"We should go to him. No matter how strong Adam is, as long as the Crimson Monarch is soaring high in the sky, he stands no chance of winning."
Narrowing her eyes, Gnash continued:
"We must quickly assemble a squad of all available Phantoms with long-range attacks, we also need a squad of the supports to make Adam stronger - he's the only one who can defeat the Overlord Type."
A whisper spread through the crowd. None of the Phantoms questioned her words, but action needed to be taken quickly. Everyone must decide if they are willing to go far beyond the walls, to risk their lives for the sake of helping Adam.
Step. Step. Step.
Katrin approached Gnash, watching as Adam's arm healed quickly.
