Diana glanced over with something close to approval in her eyes. "That's worth turning into a proper lesson. Some of Sword Song's archers and mages could really use it, their kiting is a mess."
Don deflected it easily. "I learned from better players than me."
Diana let a beat pass. "Star and Mane's team ran at a pretty high level back then."
The comment was light, conversational. But Don caught the weight beneath it. She was placing him in a context, quietly framing his competence in front of the Samsara players, giving him standing without making it obvious. It wasn't something you did for a stranger you'd run two dungeons with. He filed it away without comment and kept moving.
They ground the Elder's health down past the halfway point, then past the one-third mark. And then, with roughly one-fifth of its HP remaining, it shuddered.
The roots that had anchored it to the lake floor for the entire fight suddenly tore free.
The Elder moved.
