Dorian felt uneasy at having to lead two guild masters, one, the former, and one, the current. It had been bad enough with Jean in the party. Dorian knew that nothing had changed for Leander, apart than the five of them going on dates between quests, but everything had changed for Dorian.
He felt inadequate to lead such a party. Leander was the guild master; he had defeated Alklair in an honor duel. Something they had all wanted to cheat their way through.
Alklair and Valerie were SS ranked. What right did he, an A rank tank, had to order them around? And Jean, despite not holding the rank of S anymore, was still more experienced than Dorian.
Morris jogged to him, breaking formation.
"What got you down, Dorian?" The ginger asked with the same lopsided smile he approached the blues of everyone.
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