A continuation of Part Three.
A continuation of Part Three.
"Golem, what about you?" Freya asked.
Pele blushed at Freya and looked at the ground, "I-I don't know!" she said, turning around and fan-girled about Freya.
Freya rolled her eyes and looked to the rest of the group, "What about everybody else? How is everybody's prowess in battle?"
"Yes, I'm ready to go..." Mirabelle says to Burden, her ear twitching slightly.
"Well, I can't speak for the others, since they aren't here..." Cyril says, as she walks back up to the group. "But I'm only a healer."
Burden would nod, and once the group was ready they would continue on.
"Fine. Well, I'll need you sharpen those skills. Cyril, isn't there any magic that you know besides healing? I mean, don't you need to protect yourself?" Freya asked.
"No, I don't need to! This is the first time I've ever done a job besides just healing people." Cyril would say.
"Then why'd you choose to help me?" Freya asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Well, Mirabelle, when we get to the city you and me can look around for some sort of pharmacy." David suggests as he picks up one of the items she tossed out of her bag while digging through it.
Mirabelle quickly snatches the crocodile-boar franken-plushie from his hands and shoves it back into her bag, blushing profusely.
"Y-yeah, right. Ehehe..."
David gave a laugh and a nod, sitting back down and waiting for them to reach their destination.