Chapter 2 – Digitally Accurate
Even though this was the third fight since she had joined the party, seeing Bridget in action was still one of the stranger things I had ever seen. Probably not the strangest as well you adventure long enough in these lands and you see some really weird ass stuff like Ogre drag queens battles and other unspeakable things that I was promptly trying to forget.
Still I had to bite my tongue from shouting out in worry, it was quite unbelievable watching her petite unarmored form literally just wade or would it be dance through a hail of arrows to drop kick the golem operating the trap through the far wall and coming out more or less unscratched.
“Nice job.” I shout over as I got out from behind the wall I was hiding under.
Bridget smiled as the torchlight shined off her sexy metallic face as she spoke “Thanks Aldrin, but I couldn’t have done it without your haste spell.”
“Haha no worries it was my pleasure.” I said trying to hid the blush on my face. After all it wasn’t often I was thanked, much less by a cute girl in a form fitting bodysuit thingy. Being a priest and all was usually a rather thankless job and most people just took my actions for granted. If anything I was the one that always got blamed if something went wrong.
“Whateverrr, hurry it up I don’t have all day.” Castor shouted in his thick Pronce accent. The twin blade rogue already heading down the corridor heedless of the rest of us, though I guess since it was only the three of us that made it everyone else.
‘Blah’ Bridget simply replied as she stuck her tongue out and made a face at the rogue, I found myself smiling at her antics as I wondered how someone so silly could manage being a front line tank.