Stepping forward with the speed of a cheetah and the force of a bear, Justin swung his fist forward, his hit blocked by the maneuver of Greyson with a padded shield that lightened the force of the blow, but the hit made Greyson step bac,k his foot slipping back to support his change in backweight. Kyle leaped out around the shield, holding a wooden spear, striking out, attempting to hit Justin in the side. Seeing the strike out of the corner of his eyes, Justin grabbed the pole's side, dodging the blow and pulling it towards himself, throwing Kyle off balance. Mark swung forward, holding two short staffs, the length of his blade, smacking into Justin's arm, which was holding Kyle's spear, and pressing the pole against Justin's chest. Justin chuckled, letting go of Kyle's pole and smiling while Greyson had a contemplative expression.
"Hah, I did it." (Mark)
Anna watched their fight, and part of her frowned because this was more of a battle that would improve Justin's skills than the others.
"Wouldn't this make more sense to have you guys target Greyson so that he can learn to block attacks from any angle?" (Anna)
Justin had walked over to where Anna was sitting while grabbing his water bottle before sat on the bench beside her.
"We are all taking turns." (Justin)
"So did you decide to become a brawler-type mage when our class upgrades to our skill set?" (Anna)
Justin chuckled and looked at Anna thoughtfully.
"Most likely, although I'm curious what kind of healer you're hoping to become when you upgrade." (Justin)
"I'm hoping for a witch class, being a support class, healer, and caster would be handy." (Anna)
"So, a type of Shaman?" (Mark)
Mark walked over with a pensive look, but grabbed a snack bar and sat down.
"Well, that sounds weird." (Kyle)
"You can't judge her, she didn't want to be an actual fighter." (Greyson)
"Says the tank." (Kyle)
"Also, Kyle, why a spear? I thought you wanted to be an assassin debuff fighter, you even chose Scout as your class." (Anna)
"You're not wrong, but my scout class allows me to have basic knowledge on all weapons, so I'm trying to see if I can fight with any weapon I get my hands on." (Kyle)
Anna shrugged, sighing before drinking her water.
"So, how well do you think my healing spell worked from last week?" (Anna)
"All healed, no scar, and I can move perfectly. I told you this immediately after I was healed, so why do you keep asking?" (Kyle)
"Magic may be well-known, but this isn't a game or fantasy. I can't bring myself to fully trust the beings that brought us into an apocalypse and released whatever energies they did onto our world. So, precaution for me is important. Might as well doubt them at every turn since i have no way of killing those deviceive wreches." (Anna)
"You know, saying that made you sound like a low-end anime villain." (Mark)
Anna smirked with a playful expression and laughed with a grin.
"I was trying to be melodramatic, but they were my true feelings." (Anna)
Looking across the court they had been using to spar, Anna sighed, looking up and seeing shadows flying across the sky.
"It seems the flyers are scouting again." (Anna)
Monstrous creatures that at this distance look like an eagle but spikes run along its spine, its eyes look unnaturally large, and up close, it is taller than a full-grown man. Instead of talons of three or four, it has single talons with a flat base on which to land. Anytime it appears, monsters come after. As if sensing and sending signals about life. Where people are, more monsters arrive.
"Fuck... I had hoped that we would have a couple more hours." (Justin)
They all ran inside and started barricading the door. They had all learned that this creature was like a hive mind; if one were killed, even more monsters would show up where it died, but if they were out in the open and fought back, they would get overrun.
"Do we plan on sniping some today? I want to see if we can test the darts I made?" (Anna)
"Test out the darts?" (Kyle)
"Yes, also, I made them for you, assassin fighter. I just haven't figured out the means in which we could deploy them." (Anna)
"Hmmm, if they are for me, can you make me a dart gun or something like that?" (Kyle)