"No problem."
...
As the night grew darker, and the clouds obscured the waning stars, Silent Ridge was eerily still.
Wayne, who had changed into worker's clothes, followed behind Mona into the mine. Along the way, he set several trigger traps to prepare for a possible onslaught by Death Church's large forces.
Mona's sense of direction was excellent. Following the guidance of the map, she led Wayne through the dimly lit tunnels.
She tried slowing down a few times, waiting for Wayne to take the lead, but each attempt failed. If she slowed down, Wayne slowed; if she sped up, Wayne sped up, firmly keeping her in front of him.
This was also very much like his master!
When they finished laying the electrical wires, darkness lay ahead. Mona rested for a moment, recovering part of her mental faculties. She couldn't engage in intense combat, but handling lighting was not a problem.
(・・)