It was just among the glorious--or in this case less glorious--things that came with the Gambler job. Minato scratches his head, stepping forward a bit in front of Ace this time, now with a properly drawn out sword and fighting stance. His class choice was a curious mix of front liner and spellcaster that shouldn't be in the middle of the heat of combat, but he'd still feel more secure with this position while his friend's attack form still relied on chance.
But something else still felt wrong. It didn't seem to be anywhere in proximity to attack them, but Minato already felt like his focus was waning... He clipped on his earphones, and turned up the volume on his mp3 player. Not loud enough to completely drown out the unsettling shrieks (and even at their loudest they probably wouldn't) but enough so that, he hoped, their effect on him whatever they were would be lessened.
woooo /air hand motions!!
It was just among the glorious--or in this case less glorious--things that came with the Gambler job. Minato scratches his head, stepping forward a bit in front of Ace this time, now with a properly drawn out sword and fighting stance. His class choice was a curious mix of front liner and spellcaster that shouldn't be in the middle of the heat of combat, but he'd still feel more secure with this position while his friend's attack form still relied on chance.
But something else still felt wrong. It didn't seem to be anywhere in proximity to attack them, but Minato already felt like his focus was waning... He clipped on his earphones, and turned up the volume on his mp3 player. Not loud enough to completely drown out the unsettling shrieks (and even at their loudest they probably wouldn't) but enough so that, he hoped, their effect on him whatever they were would be lessened.