Dante had no choice but to frequently use his skill to stay alert, not only for their relentless bullying but also for potential dangers. With his skill active, he observed the surroundings—trees swaying, branches colliding, and the echoing sounds of insects. Dante remained on high alert, while his squad mates appeared at ease. Lucius, usually arrogant; Sarah, her sensuous allure in every step; George, his imposing physique leaving no blind spots; and Michael, his gaze lingering on Sarah's figure—all walked as if they were in their own backyard, confident in their abilities.
I Only Have Support Skills
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