Jarvis leaned against a tree, pondering the words Akiol gave him.
It was true, pointless battles were incredibly risky for him. The death of even one of his tames would be incredibly upsetting and painful.
Yet he didn't want to become deadweight. . .
'Something on your mind?'
Jarvis made a face, "You guys can just exit as you please these days huh?"
Extreok snorted, 'As if it can contain me, however that is not important. Tell me your worries."
Extreok sat and stared into Jarvis, their unfathomably deep eyes seemingly stared into his soul.
Jarvis sat, "I'm worried, this competition. It's dangerous for you guys. I don't want you all to fight battles that can pose a risk to your lives. Especially battles that are pointless."
'Have you asked us how we felt?'
Jarvis hesitated before answering, "Well. . . no. But-"
