Elsewhere in the Slime Grime Dungeon.
"Tankers, hold up the line of defense!" A blue-haired girl draped in a white robe stained with blood yelled, her black eyes glimmering with determination as she issued the order. They were going to survive this, one way or another.
Boom! rippling sounds echoed in response as three youths stepped forward, drawing massive shields etched with faint runic patterns from their class, planting them in front to block the charge of a group of incoming acidic slime waves.
"Archers!" Lena yelled, her blue hair rippling with the force of her voice. "Draw your bows and take aim." She growled, eyes narrowing as the distance to their foes shrank.
"Hold it…" she breathed, her breath hitching as she allowed them to come closer to maximize damage. Before the slimes crossed the five-meter mark, she lifted her hand and issued the command: "Fire!"
Multiple arrows streaked through the air, locking onto the charging beasts with a hiss before they struck true.
