Watching Captain Veylor, Arthur understood why so much responsibility had been placed on him.
He was far beyond what a normal bronze captain should be.
Around Veylor, his squad responded with equal discipline. They rotated positions smoothly, covering each other's blind spots while striking down approaching monsters. Their defense barely wavered despite the growing pressure.
Arthur watched with quiet respect.
Experience builds monsters too.
On another side of the defense, Ryn continued directing his own bronze squad. Unlike Veylor, who dominated the battlefield with sheer presence, Ryn focused on coordination.
"Close the gap."
"Shield up."
"Don't chase, let them come."
His attention remained on group performance. He corrected mistakes immediately and stepped in whenever someone faltered, ensuring their defensive line remained stable.
Under his command, their area held firm.
But the situation was getting worse.
The monsters kept increasing.
Not only in number.
