Isa tsked and shook her head as one of the armored brutes completely ignored her comment and proceeded to say something about staying behind his shield. In return, she muttered something very rude under her breath which was directed at him. This is why her least favorite characters were always the tanks. Protecting may have been what they were good at, using cover on someone who had just used blink was a complete waste of time, health, and brain cells. If he was really going to be dumb enough to get in her way, then it would be his fault when they both ended up dead.

So the boss was slow, two handed, weapon user huh? That information would have been nice to have before the plan was made. Isa could do a lot of damage to a slow opponent, and not take a single it. Using her as a distraction in this case would be very smart. Let the armored brutes do all the damage while she kept the boss busy. But, the plan was made already, and she doubted the armored brutes would want her fighting on the front lines, if the ones reaction to her comment was to be believed. It looked like they were about ready to set out, so Isa opened up her menu and equipped her spear. It was annoying carrying it around unless she knew she was going to get into combat.

The Sonic Spear appeared out of nowhere, Isa grabbed it with her dominate right hand and held it, blade end facing the ceiling. It looked like there was one more thing to do before setting off. They had their badges to collect. Isa strode over to the table from her place against the wall and took one of the badges, her five foot ten frame allowing her to reach the box easily. After glancing down at her body, in order to figure out where to pin the stupid thing, she took a step back. Finally deciding on pinning it her chest, on the white cloth material she wore under her armor. Her long, green, tresses half covered the badge, but to be honest, she didn't really care. There weren't exactly many places she could pin it.

Isa lingered on the edge of the group as the others finished up whatever they needed to get done. She regarded them all in her usual, cold, manner. The butt of her spear was planted on the ground and she had to resist the urge to tap it on the ground in a bored manner. She was hoping this game was more difficult than some of the RPGs she had played recently, otherwise it would be boring. Things couldn't keep her interest for long unless they made her think. One of the reasons she liked turn based combat so much, unlike other game genres, you had to think about your moves before making them, and didn't just have to react to whatever came your way.