Strax sat on the ground while the fire spread through the massive trunk he had struck with his swords. His entire body was panting, but he wasn't as exhausted as the other two women, who were almost collapsing from fatigue.
"Sorry for the delay..." he murmured, wiping the sweat from his face and looking at the group who were doing the same. Samira had a canteen in her hand and the first thing she did was offer it to the two women. "Here, it's water. If you don't hydrate after a fight like that, you could really end up in bad shape." She said, sitting next to them.
"Yes, thank you." Beatrice said, taking the canteen first and drinking a refreshing gulp, her hands trembling a bit as she held it. She passed it to Monica, who did the same. "Ah~" she sighed after finishing the water, which was at room temperature.
Everything seemed too calm...
