Of the six of them, only Lily and Bernita were genuinely safe, both hanging at range where the Elder's immediate aggro couldn't easily reach them.
Lily's arrows were landing for a few dozen points at best, barely a rounding error against whatever regeneration the boss was running in the background. And yet she kept shooting. Arms steady, eyes forward, entirely undeterred by the futility of it. There was something almost admirable about it, even if it made Don want to sigh.
He called over his shoulder while weaving between a pair of root slams, "Lily, the moment its aggro shifts to you, you run. Don't hesitate. Use evasion if you have it."
Lily tilted her head. "Brother Don, how do I tell if it's targeting me?"
"System settings. There's a checkbox for highlighted hostile targets."
She nodded rapidly, then squinted at her interface. "Okay... it looks like it hates you the most right now."
