Prima Guardian Aftermath
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ot far from the Prima Vessel, most of the strike team had gathered after Jake and the Prima Guardian disappeared. Eron was busy healing those injured, as Sylphie had taken off to help deal with some of the regular Primas, having taken the least damage of them all. Well, not counting Eron, who seemed impervious to getting killed over and over again. But no one really counted him.
“Think he’ll be okay?” Carmen asked, a bit worried as they waited to hear something—anything—about what was going on far above them in space.
Jake had cut off all communication to focus on the fight, and no one could really fault her for not feeling entirely certain Jake would be fine. He was facing a peak creature at level 349, all alone. A creature that all of them had struggled aga
