Damian was sitting on one of the spikes that the wooden pier was attached to, steaming over the fact that his attack hadn't even scratched the woman with the necromancer. None of his attacks had destroyed the stronger skeletons either, seemed more like they'd tickled. Still, he'd managed to help force the Brotherhood into a retreat at least, which was a plus. As Kelthar boarded the boat, he sighed heavily and followed him, silently promising to train more and get stronger for the next time, and have a new list of spells to throw at them as well. [i]And I'll for sure unleash Armageddon Storm on them next time. There won't be any escape from it.[/i] Taking a seat near Sasha, he waits for her to finish talking with the guild mates who were clearly friends of hers before saying anything.