No matter how hard the mission department tried to monitor the development of all points and assign the Phantoms only those missions they were capable of completing, sometimes unforeseen situations arose.
For such cases, both in the Citadel and in any Bastion, there were always soldiers or Phantoms on duty, ready to rush to the aid of the nearest regions.
Sure, even the K0 squad was within Frida's field of vision, but she was literally too strong to help someone so weak.
It wasn't even that it was irrational; Frida's energy would have reduced such weak creatures to nothing. The Phantoms were too close to the monsters, far beyond a safe distance.
Thus, all that was left for the golden-haired guy and his mates to do was hope that help would arrive quickly enough to save them.
Although... with every step the skeletons took, their hope for a favorable outcome grew smaller and smaller.
