"5 meters to the left."
"Step back and dodge to the right."
"Julia, you're doing great, pay attention to your positioning."
Otto's orders were calm and collected, and carried the team through four successive near-crises.
The team they were facing was much stronger than the teams the kids were used to facing.
They consisted of an assassin, a knight, a swordsman, a mage, an archer, and a particularly strong magical 'supporter' who always threw up shields and attacks at the perfect moments to block their own advance.
But even this just meant that it took a while longer for the kids to accustom themselves to being on the highest possible alert at every moment.
Oftentimes, it even seemed like Otto was able to predict their moves in advance with the precision and timing of his orders.
"Elliott, watch how I'm timing my spells."
"And 3…2…1…release it."
An enormous wave of water smashed down on all six of their opponents.