“I choose the golem that resembles me and the one wielding the axe,” Brandon declared, stepping forward before Arthur could react, his voice was calm but firm, eager to take initiative, the six-armed and crystal-core golems gave him an uneasy feeling, so he opted for the ones that used traditional weapons, the ones he felt he could read and counter more easily.
“Oh, look at you suddenly finding your voice and snatching the easy ones, you cheeky bastard,” Arthur muttered, realizing too late that Brandon had beaten him to the more manageable picks.
“No need to whine, they’re not even Tier 1 yet. Come on, Arthur, watch and see if you can pick up a thing or two while Brandon handles them.” Alec said with a smirk.
Alec waved him over, and the two moved aside to observe the battle that was a
