"Has it gotten this bad already?" Koula sighed with a worried frown, "It must really be a critical moment if the Halfling needs to step in. Tell me, what do you want me to do?"
"Remember the battle we fought in the sewers and against that pile of corpses? I was impressed by your speed and agility." Lancelot gave her an encouraging smile, "You mentioned before that you have a bomb that creates a bright light, right?"
"Yes!" Koula nodded, "I've decided to call it... the Flash Bomb."
"How exactly does this flash... bomb work? What's its power like?" Lancelot asked seriously, "It shouldn't take as long to prepare as the Priest's Divine Arts, right...?"
"It's not very long." Alamir complained slightly, "Just enough to cover your retreat..."
