"I don't know. She sounded really determined to prove us wrong today." Duster replied from underneath the umbrella he carried. He was dressed in the armor fitting for a Dragoon with the sash from his Bard Job, and a spear hung from his back. He planned to replace that with the umbrella once the battle begin, though tossing it aside and losing another umbrella was not out of the question.

Duster and Rialynn hadn't spoken much in the past few weeks, but he kept his eyes peeled at the direction Palitutu would arrive.