First Real Day Of Battle (part 3)

Jake was somewhat dismayed that the enemy had faltered so easily, but he took the opportunity to check on how the rookies in his squad were handling their new equipment. He had forged it hastily, but had still put his heart into it and was curious to see how they were using it.

The first he spotted was the former alcoholic, Ekho, who hadn't lost his old habits. Despite being decked out in a brand-new enchanted set, he hadn't abandoned his practice of shadowing Jake closely. Whether it was a sordid nose for opportunities, sheer fanaticism, or survival instinct bordering on paranoia, Jake couldn't help but admire his consistency.

But this time, it had backfired on him. While their other squadmates racked up their first kills chasing down the fleeing enemies, the barbarian found himself momentarily without an opponent.

"B-boss, aren't you going after them?" Ekho asked awkwardly, fidgeting with his sword as if restraining himself from joining the frenzied chase.