Her archers followed suit, creating a volley pelting the monsters' armored hides. The arrows crashed off the scales, doing minimal damage if not none at all, but each thwack registered a "hit" for the system, ensuring their participation and consequential rewards, but it wasn't enough, of course, to get a lot of C.L.A.S.P. points.
They all needed to contribute more to the battle, in one way or another, if they wanted to truly take advantage of the situation.
Matthias raised a hand, and a lance of pure golden light appeared from his palm.
He was careful with the amount of mana he used. Normally, he would just pour everything he got, since he could simply use his trait to gain his mana back, but he couldn't do this right now since he would just get killed. His lance of golden light struck a Skitterlord grappling with a Skeletal Warrior.
It didn't have much effect again, but it contributed to the overall effort.
