Chapter 50

~~ Etnum ~~

Crunch... Crunch... Crunch...

As much as they tried to move silently, the damp brown grasses on the ground made them do the exact opposite. The grasses let out crisp noises with each footstep, forcing the teenage Dhemistarians to move at a snail's pace.

“... How should I know? I can't possibly think of a strategy to win if I don't know who I'll be fighting,” Ian shrugged walking side by side with Karen and Kurt.

“Well, you should at least have like a readied combo attack or something,” Karen said, meticulously placing each foot after the other.

Ian scratched the side of his hair as he thought about it, “Uh... I don't think my blessing really allows me to do such. I'd mostly be defensive and evasive till I spot an opening... I guess.”

“Tch,” Kurt scoffed. “And you claim to have fought in a war. How did you survive?”

Ian contorted his face not knowing what expression to make, “Err... I didn't literally go to war. I was like their last resort or something.”