"Someone has managed to interfere with Teer's spell."
Tumko said in a grim voice. He realized that he had made a grave mistake by telling Teer to spy on the targets he had sensed ahead.
"Someone that can trap Teer's consciousness is not anybody we should interact with. Try to wake Teer up and let's get out of here before things escalate to something unfavorable for us."
The one who spoke at this point was a tank named Kavach. He was a tall, dark-skinned man with a well-trimmed beard. He had worn heavy golden armor on him complete with headgear and gauntlets, protecting him from head to toe.
Kavach carried a large shield in his left hand while his right hand was holding a sword. Even while being a tank, the guy practiced sword art. He didn't want to put all his eggs in one basket by pursuing a single mastery.
Kavach was the silent type in Tumko's team. He would rarely speak. So everybody would listen to him whenever he decided to voice his opinions, including the captain.
