As the cold hand of their fallen comrade hung in the air, two nurses quickly carted him off. The team watched in silence, the weight of the moment settling heavily upon them.
"Well, shit," John muttered, breaking the quiet. "Didn't expect us to be down a member before the arena of life even starts…"
Kern nodded solemnly. "This definitely makes things harder."
Ty shook his head, trying to rally the group's spirits. "Well, I'm sure they'll fill someone in for him, but before we delve into that, we should try to at least form a plan. We have to kill three people, but I feel like it will be a bit more complex than that."
"I think in terms of a plan, me and Kern should front line, and John and Gisorn can play support," Ty suggested, laying out a basic strategy.
Gisorn tilted his head, his facial expression unchanging, but there was a slight annoyance in his voice. "You mean that you feel Kern is stronger than me? Also, who died and made you the 'leader'?"
