"Good job holding out boss. Now it's our turn!"
A familiar voice echoed as two figures zipped past him.
Before he could fully register their identities, a young girl with long, messy orange hair was already on the offensive. She thrust her pole toward Yohan like a spear.
The girl was Krista, and her A-Grade Enchanted was the Victorious Gold-Banded Pole, Sun Wukong.
It extended mid-swing like a whip unfurling.
However, Yohan's dodge was effortless. He simply titled his head just enough for the pole to miss by a fraction. But she didn't stop there, the air hummed as the Enchanted quickly retracted and extended again in a fluid arc, this time aiming low, sweeping toward his legs.
"Who are you people?"
Yohan asked as small burst of ignition erupted from his gauntlets. The force lifted him into the air, gliding over the pole's trajectory and sending him directly toward Krista with his fist raised for an explosive blow.
