The next difficult column was 28
“We’ll have another set of thirties once this column is finished.” Patrick looked at the ten-foot-high wall on the other side of the barrier.
“Are we going to have enough time to bring another set up?” Ula looked at the two people who were there in the morning.
The three of them had gotten into the routine of showing up at the starting spot every morning. Some mornings Riva or Archer would be there, while other mornings, they’d wait at the dining hall and come when the others finished breakfast.
“If the boss square was on the end, then we could manage it, but since we can only three-team 30D and 30F, that takes away an entire square for experience, so they’re going to be 29.”
“Do you have a group ready to go?” Ula looked at Penleope.
“Most Casters are picking up the passive at level two, so there’s not a lot of need for target practice. I’ve been working with the leveled Casters on shaping their spells, but the level ones get frustrated quickly.” Penelope bit her lip. “But I think I know four more Casters we can bring up.”
“That gives us twenty teams to fight the bosses with.” Patrick chuckled. “This should be pretty easy.”
The memory of Stephen over the Balisto and it exploding washed over her. Penelope shivered.
“What?” Patrick adjusted how he was holding the helmet in the crook of his arm as he eyed the younger woman. “You don’t think it’s going to be easier?”
Penelope bit her lip. “I think we shouldn’t drop our guard just because we have the numbers.” She gestured at the barrier. “We have a burrower and an exploder in this column. What happens if the boss from here can go underground, then shoot bombs up from underneath us?”
“Then we’ll rely on you and the other Casters to