"Let's do it, NukEncore," Martin shouted, urging her to get up and move behind him.
He needed thirty meters to trigger his shield's unique mechanic, and the boss was so obsessed with him that he kept pressing forward too. They were running out of time.
NukEncore nodded and got to her feet. She tried to stay careful without losing too much speed.
The crystal shards hammering Martin's shield and ricocheting away did nothing to calm her nerves, but NukEncore clenched her hands and kept going.
"You're doing great," Martin said, as if he could read exactly how she felt. "We need a decisive, sharp final attack. Do you think Final Fireball will do it?"
NukEncore murmured, thinking out loud. "It hits hard on impact… but if the boss is going to get yanked all the way to our side, wouldn't a blade like Alexandra's twin swords be better?"
Alexandra? When did those two get so close?
Martin shoved the fleeting thought aside and answered his mage.
