She held her parasol open over one shoulder, tilting her head and glaring disdainfully at Sorey down her nose. 'Don't wear yourself out, Sorey,' she simply said, and that was that. 'Yes, of course,' Lailah said, and there was something in her eyes that conveyed just what she thought of that, but she did not elaborate further. Me and him, we can do anything together!' The fact that you're willing to work together to take down an enemy that very prominently displays a resistance to your element is admirable.' 'It's so wonderful to see two young boys behave with such camraderie. 'My, you and Mikleo sure seem to be getting along,' she noted airily. Lailah approached him before he could take a step, though her graceful demeanour was somewhat marred by the wobbling as her heels sunk into the soft earth. Mikleo bumped his shoulder as he swept past. 'Considering you need all the help you can get.' 'I may have gotten in a little practise time,' Mikleo conceded.

'Hey, has your aim gotten better? I feel like it was easier than ever to hit the enemy.'

When the fight was over he felt Mikleo leave him, pulling up and away until he was a separate entity and no longer one being with Sorey. Sorey took a breath, readied their bow, and fired. A couple prickly plantus hellions twirled behind them, their innocently swaying tendrils belying their danger. The enemies - a horde of aqua scylla, tentacles writhing along the wet ground, each growling out gutteral profanities in hoarse voices - shrieked and attacked as one. Mikleo disappeared in a flash of light and Sorey felt a cool warmth envelop him completely, the familiar and comforting weight of their bow materializing in his hand.

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