Chapter 16: Just Rowan
"Kido, Ryudo, Kaido, and Seido! Wondrous Arts of The Way, befitting for the supreme support type!"
They were the king's words, his arms projected outward towards the crowd to invoke a series of cheers and roars for Liora.
She smiled, bowing gently before stepping back to allow herself presence amongst the rest of the heroes.
"Well, are they what you wanted," Rowan asked, turning to put his hand on her shoulder, "I mean, you always seemed like the type of person who would want to stick in the backline."
The meaning behind his words were obvious between the two of them outside of just what king Viral mentioned, her skills being the manipulation of vital energy, flow, boundary, and the soul respectively.
Of the four, the only one the king expressed had any real combative purpose was Ryudo or 'flow', allowing the inhabitants of the world to interact with the elements.
"In all honesty, I kind of hope I also get the typical backline arcana, especially if it means I don't have to rely on this gruffy grimoire all that much."
Rowan's words fell on deaf ears, Liora puffing her chest and turning to look away from him with a small 'hmph' like he was invisible.
Rowan stammered, reaching for words deep within him but finding none in her silence. He'd been lost in what to say--but only for a moment, wishing to breach the distance forming between them.
"Hey, is this about last night? I'm sorry, I just wasn't rea--"
"So, who's next?"