Name: Jonathan<br/>Time: 8:15 PM<br/>Floor: 50<br/>Location: Leaving Algade<br/><hr/><br/>Skosha's questions were important, however John released a small sigh in frustration when realizing that he did not have any proper answers for most of them. Time spent on the front lines for the majority of the last year had given the man a trained skill for arranging boss fights. He had participated in over a hundred, nearly half of which were the Floor bosses, so he would have needed to be completely inept not to learn something along the way.<br/><br/><strong>"Not sure about most of those right now"</strong>laughing slightly at the embarrassing reality.<strong>"We still aren't sure who is going to respond to the message and meet us outside of town." </strong>Volunteering to be the tank for a boss fight was no small measure of courage, a role that most often needed to be assigned to the one who drew the shortest straw. Why was never really a question, the person tanking the boss had the highest chance of death. Especially considering SAO had no healing spells.<br/><br/><strong>"We've got almost no intel on the boss except his location and drop."</strong>His hand raised, running the gloved leather tips of his fingers through the fuzz coating his chin as both passed beneath the archway leading into Algade.<strong>"But my gut tells me he's going to be a heavy hitter. I started noticing during the Halloween even that a lot of the bossess had everything going for them except health. Maybe this one will be the same"</strong>he speculated.<br/><br/><strong>"Tentatively, for now we can assume you will take point."</strong>