Chapitre 253: The Black Mist

The start of the competition wasn't as exciting as Endra thought it would be. He knew that Arza and the others were attacking the Arcvallen class. Three would be scouting to see what the other three classes' attack squads would be up to and then regrouping with the rest.

As he was waiting, Phel came running. 

"The Crownshield class is making their way here, a total of ten people. The Torgaza's attacking them, while Arcvallen's attacking Torgaza."

"So we're just making a circle, basically?" Endra laughed.

"Yeah," Phel nodded. "Also, the Arcvallen class's attack team was made of 19 students. I think they're trying to catch every class's Helm-bearer one by one before finishing with you."

"I'm guessing Eliseline's the Helm-bearer?"

"Yes."

"Well, we'll see what happens," Endra replied. "Good luck fighting her."

"You too," Phel nodded and flew away.