When Alba had given the notice to the entirety of the Crimson Crane to charge forward, there was one person who was slightly frozen in place, wondering what to do, and that was Tilion.
In his hands, he held the legendary shield. It was such a powerful item that now he felt like his involvement could completely change the situation, depending on who he helped.
'Shouldn't I help with the fight against Murkel?' Tilion looked back.
The two sides had practically separated in the giant arena, and it was clear that Murkel was the strongest of them all, but there were already three people going against him.
More than likely, his help would be needed elsewhere. As he ran over, he went to help some of the children with the shield by his side until he heard heavy footsteps coming from his right side.