Bab 50: A Crow's Feast

For the time being, awaiting the hunter, the three stayed in the main lobby of the library, having a vantage of all blocked entrances. If it was going to come down to a fight, he felt it was best to divulge everything they were capable of–the skills they each possessed, and what they were best at. 

Magnus sat atop a toppled shelf with his cannon manifested, leaning it against his body, "I won't be able to use large-scale attacks inside of this place. I can use condensed blasts, but they require longer charges, so I'll rely on you two to take his attention in that case. I'll back you up."

"I'm guessing you have access to the Dragon's Breath and Lost Sanctuary skills, right?" Finn asked the cannoneer. 

"That's right," Magnus nodded while confirming. "I haven't had much of a chance to fight in a group yet, though. So, my timing might be off."

"That'll be fine. Just use Lost Sanctuary when I call it out, alright?" Finn requested.