The Great Sword Group's members got ready and continued to walk towards the deep, damp grassland.
As they walked, a faint poison fog began to pervade the area, and the earth beneath their feet turned into a soft bog.
However, for a group of High-Order Card Masters, this wasn't a big problem.
Assassins scattered to scout and set traps; Close Combat Card Masters guarded the front and rear of the team; and Sophia Jones, the team leader, stood at the very front.
Leonard Churchill and a few Magic Type and support card masters were in the middle of the team.
Everyone in the team was an elite from the Revolutionary Army, and even if the fog thickened, it wouldn't affect the professionals' ability to discern direction. The preemptively prepared toxic-resistant potions also helped them avoid the neurological paralysis brought about by inhaling too much of the poison...
All in all, they had made every preparation they could think of.