Chapter Ten
"Heal me! Heal, heal, heal!" Hector shouted, his voice a lot higher than he'd ever admit it could get.
"I need seven more seconds," Martin replied.
"Bro, I'm going to die, I don't have seven seconds!"
I understood his panic, but Martin couldn't heal him before his cooldown timer was back to zero. If we didn't do anything, Hector would die and we wouldn't get any of the bonus points for having an intact team.
"Move towards me, I'll boost your defence!" I selected a couple of runes and shot a burst of blue light to the Flamemaster. The glow lit up the fire on his breastplate and framed just how ridiculous it looked, but if that was what he wanted to wear, I wasn't going to kick up a fuss. It was disarmingly cute and it had decent defence.
"Healing now." Martin shot a green
