With Anput leading the way, we began the ascent of the Mage Tower, listening to the shouts of the various soldiers stationed within as they prepared to meet us on every floor.
Keeping her shield ready, Anput held up her long lance as she steadily climbed the stairs, Iaso right behind her, giving her a Water Cloak to help mitigate any damage she might take.
Liga was in the middle, her hands illuminated with a verdant green glow, while Leone stood in front of me with glowing red hands, both women ready to sling out spells at a moments notice.
Finally, I brought up the rear, a dagger held loosely in one hand while my other toyed with the configuration of runes for a spell, shifting it between a healing spell and a defensive spell; whichever might be needed, I could cast.
The pace Anput set was quick, taking mere moments for us to reach the first floor of the tower, where a group of archers stood waiting with daggers drawn.
