[ The blood in the air has given him some of his strength back but not nearly enough for a whole fight. Flynn has to swallow around a familiar, cold spike of fear, his eyes flicking over the group.
If this is going to happen on every floor... ]
Yuri.
[ Flynn's voice is barely above a breath. It stings to admit it, to back down, but tactically speaking— ]
We need to retreat. We can't keep winning these.
[ Especially since one of the robed figures is already advancing with a long, thin, blood-coated blade in hand. ]
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If this is going to happen on every floor... ]
Yuri.
[ Flynn's voice is barely above a breath. It stings to admit it, to back down, but tactically speaking— ]
We need to retreat. We can't keep winning these.
[ Especially since one of the robed figures is already advancing with a long, thin, blood-coated blade in hand. ]