There were only five minutes between runs, so we didn't waste much time. There was a little camaraderie, a little mutual support, and a lot of concentration. Things were getting serious, and so were we...
"Good luck, Elsine..."Lion wished me as he headed to his own combat ground...
Zendra, Ronin and Darius also wished me luck; although I understood that they were leaving towards the area where Lion would fight, they did not care about my ability, but nevertheless Lion's had not been dazzling so far either.
At this point, if the archer had arrived here, he must not have been bad; at least he should be able to shoot, move, shoot, if not shoot on the run... Philestone, that was the guy's name; he was a person with a small body and nervous, long black hair that fell down one side of his face... He was left-handed... not that that was a handicap when facing him, but at the very least it was a peculiarity.
