For the next three days, after having trained in the Grasslands to avoid being surrounded by monsters, Barbara went on to practice against the Skeletons in the Wastelands, the process of which was now in progress.
Skeletons were humanoid monsters that were as tall as an average adult human man; they could move despite being all bones, and their kind was often encountered in the Dungeons outside of town. In those other Dungeons, they also came in female and child-sized variations, but most of the ones that appeared in God’s Dungeon were of the adult male type.
The weapons they wielded were mostly pieces of their own bones sharpened into the shapes of short spears and swords; their movements were swift, and although they did not hit so hard, their strength was fairly high when compared to that of the Goblins. As such, they were ranked only barely below the Orcs as intermediate-level humanoid monsters.
Unlike the Goblins in the Grasslands, the Skeletons’ weapons were actually sharp, and they employed conventional fighting techniques. Because of that, Barbara found herself having a hard time even in one-on-one fights with them. She lowered her stance to block her opponent’s attack, then immediately thrust her spear forward. The Skeleton’s collarbone fractured with a dull crack; Barbara got ready to rush the monster down.
“Take it down with minimum attacks! Make every hit count!” Tsutomu raised his voice in a harsh tone at Barbara, who still was attacking on reflex without any regard to timing, perhaps because she had gained some confidence after being able to deal with Goblins without difficulty.
Tsutomu did not want her to defeat any Skeletons yet — a fact that Tsutomu had voiced time and time again these last three days. Barbara silently complied with Tsutomu’s instruction, pulling back her spear.
“<<heal>>.”</heal>
From the sidelines, Tsutomu shot a green sphere of energy at the Skeleton, causing its cracked collarbone to begin to regenerate. As for Eunice, she had managed to learn the long-ranged <<heal>> in two days, just as she had declared that she would; now she had the basics down.</heal>
Although her direction and mental energy allocation still needed work, the shape of her <<heal>> shots were getting better and better. Eunice stood on an <