"You suck in fast-speed casting huh?" Thirteen commented as he looked at Erica, who was unable to cast a spell fast enough to hit the flying metallic Frisbee, which was meant to train archers.
"I'm just not built for speed," Erica replied. "I specialize in hard-hitting spells that will destroy the enemy with one shot."
"Yeah… we can't have that." Thirteen shook his head. "Even if you do manage to cast, I've noticed that your accuracy is very bad when you're aiming for moving targets. Be honest, you can only hit stationary targets, right?"
Erica averted her gaze and pretended that she didn't hear the teenage boy's statement.
Thirteen had finished training the other members of the Hero Party individually.
He had saved the Sorceress for last because, among all of them, Erica was the one who needed dire improvements to her fighting prowess.
