Dead End
[Verma Village | Emilio]
"...Do you think this is going to be enough?" He asked.
There were about a dozen warriors of the Verma clan readied by Alekkai's call, who seemed confident that this group would be capable of launching a successful attack on the Outriders.
"Having' some doubts, kid?"
The one who asked this was one of the women in this elite group of Verma, who was built like a powerlifter, having her tanned, chiseled abs on display, which were shining from the rainfall.
"No, it's just…"
"We know how dangerous the Outriders are already. We've all had battles with them in the past," the dark-haired, muscular woman told him as her tail flicked behind her back, "Don't worry. Just worry about weavin' those spells."
As they began to move out, already having their plan established after Alekkai went over it with the strategic mind of the group–a lanky, blue-haired Verma named Minstril–he was approached by a youthful, spiky-haired member of the assault group.