Elena wasn't exactly the type to get in the middle of a fracas and save the day for some poor man or woman who got themselves in a sticky situation. That is what they had SOLDIERs for. But what she was up for was any opportunity to practice recently learned skills on poor, unsuspecting monsters.

And, really, the guy fighting off the group of goblins was not only wasting time, but ammo. And that was akin to committing a crime. You never know when you'd be wishing for that wasted bullet.

Using the speed that came with her Dragoon class, Elena speeds into a full sprint before launching herself up over the head of the marksman, the hood of her monk attire keeping the majority of her face and hair hidden.

"Incoming from above!"

Her landing comes hard and audible with a deep 'thud' sound, causing the group of goblins to separate as she all but placed herself in the center of the pack. She pauses only for a second to look back at the man behind her, thumbing the smaller grouping that were chattering nosily from her sudden appearance.

"Take the left. I'll get the right."