"'Super armor'," Joanna mulls over, wiping the sand off herself. She accepted his hand up, of course, between appreciating the extra help and wanting to show there's no hard feelings. And maybe they're both smiling too brightly, to encourage themselves and each other at once, but there's no harm in that.
"That... might be nice. Perhaps some power to harden air, so I can protect people from the monsters' attacks." Armor sounds more useful for someone about to rush into the fray themselves, after all. "Or the ability to speed healing...! This first one shouldn't be very difficult, by all accounts, but it is twelve of them, over so many days. Not much opportunity to recover." It's been 40 years of this, and some patterns have been clear through time.
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"That... might be nice. Perhaps some power to harden air, so I can protect people from the monsters' attacks." Armor sounds more useful for someone about to rush into the fray themselves, after all. "Or the ability to speed healing...! This first one shouldn't be very difficult, by all accounts, but it is twelve of them, over so many days. Not much opportunity to recover." It's been 40 years of this, and some patterns have been clear through time.