Silas turned around and met with Roland.
"Ice-pick. Luna." He called out the two. "You guys stay in the back and support us. Don't use charm. This is not a battle to the death."
"Really?" Ice-pick voiced.
"I think so." Silas said with an easy smile.
He took out his sword from the back and took a stance. Silas saw himself as a mage but his fighting style was focused on melee.
He modified his circles after the melee fight.
"Vae, you can drop the wind and watch over us. I don't think Rowe will kill us but to be sure, save us when we are in trouble."
The white spirit nodded and flew to the sky with incredible speed.
Silas turned his attention to Rowe and analyzed the huge elf. From what he knew, the big elf was Fifth circle Elf in martial path.
He didn't know about his magecraft so he also needed to look out for that as well. Facing without knowing anything about the opponent was alarming.
