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[color=goldenrod]“Whatever you think is best. I got your back.”[/color] Mitra pipped cheerfully as she kept her eyes peeled, looking in the shadows of the forest.

If there were miniboros lurking in the brush, Mitra needed to be on her best guard. As one of the frontline fighters alongside the “armored” knight-girl, it was her task to protect the casters and technicians of the group. For the time being she stuck to the side of the flank that Edgar was on, keeping her ears open as she gripped her staff in a defensive position.

While on route to the forest she had tightened the pack the proctor had given her, sliding two of the minor aldite gems into her weapon’s available slots. It had been some time since she tinkered with aldite in her spear, but she knew the best combination for the time being would be fire and lightning. They weren’t particularly powerful stones, but for a group of miniboros maybe they were enough? She figured the elemental chemistry would be enough to make the right strike into the creatures make an explosive reaction. That was how fire and lightning worked together. She had seen the result happen before when she was hunting an infestation of  dire rats in the imperial capital's sewers when she was younger.

[color=goldenrod]“You see anything, big guy?”[/color] She commented in reference to the larger Fabul man, despite her feeling admittedly nervous around him. She didn't want to be his next concubine, after all. [color=goldenrod]“I got nothing on my flank... so far.”[/color]





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