I blinked. "Excuse me?"
"You heard me. You're our weakest member. The Crawlers will target you within a minute of contact."
"And I'm supposed to just stand here and let that happen?"
"No. You're supposed to not die while we kill them." Misato created a clone. It flickered into existence beside her, identical in every way. "I'll have one clone on you at all times. If things get bad, it pulls you out. The rest of us handle damage."
"I can fight."
Belle spoke up from the rear. "What's my job?"
"Stay alive and call out flanking positions. Your detection range is what, fifteen meters?"
"Yep, just fifteen." Belle said flatly.
"Good," Misato said after a beat. "Use it. Jordan, you're on crowd control. Pin them when they cluster. Naomi, you're primary damage. Hit them hard when they group up."
Jordan raised his hand. "Quick question. How do we know when they spawn?"
A howl echoed through the rainforest.
Long. High-pitched. Hungry.
"That's how," Misato said.
