"The remaining two grandstands are right next to each other. Get behind me and prep the defenses!"
Our tank is getting hyped. Toraman slammed the shield into the ground to wrap up his sentence. It suited the big bear too; when Rimel was using it, the gear didn't look this majestic. Speaking of Rimel, nobody swapped into her. I turn to the teenage girl's body, and she's staring at me with a blank gaze.
"The Raiders successfully cleared two rounds, and starting from this round, they will fight with one member down!"
Listen to this scumbag mumbling under his breath. What good would it do if I yelled at him for not mentioning this from the start? They're rigging the game and calling the shots, while we're just out here dancing like trained monkeys.
"No healing this round. Watch your own backs, don't hesitate to pop potions, and Toraman, keep Rimel close. Do not let her die!"
