Chapitre 822: Elomir under siege (10) - Ceph's display

"So, they've attacked on all sides now. Trying to see where we will give?" Elizabeth mumbled upon receiving the reports from various players. Their enemy sure was organized. Launching their attacks at the same time to prevent the city from shifting manpower. 

"Where's the Tier 7 now?" Ceph asked, itching to get moving. Any further dawdling would be a waste of time. 

"Don't you think that is a bit much?" Elizabeth questioned, knowing full well that Ceph was only Tier 4. To fight someone, or something, three Tiers above was you was not normal and in no way safe. 

"Not at all. Besides, you're coming with me."

"What?!" Stunned, Elizabeth turned to Ceph in disbelief. "I can't, I need to—"

"At this point, you can leave things to others."