Teams:
Determined Souls
Hallowed Week
Arena:
Shadows of Flickering Worries
Era examined the map. It was a swamp covered in darkness. The area was unfavorable, the area Determined Souls spawned in had thick mud under their feet. Slowly they began to sink under the ground, having to occasionally readjust to remain on top.
Hairn, an Assassin with a long silver dagger in their hand, spoke in glee, "Map is perfect for me. Shall I scout ahead?"
Quol tapped their staff and a small, almost unnoticeable, wave of mana extended outward. He adjusted a pair of glasses on his nose, "They're north-west, if you can take out their Priest go ahead."
Hairn snickered before turning invisible, his figure disappearing. Quol sighed and began giving orders, "Era and Nime, take the lead. We're following him and attacking them from the front. Once they are spotted I'll initiate combat with [Excessive Wind]. Immen follow the usual protocol."
