Chrono kept point since the desert heat had little effect, he occasionally strayed from the group to check the bodies of normals for another blade, but they all had arrows or some other projectile. Just my luck, either all the real warriors are cooked, alive, or died when the squids attacked. he snorted after checking the last normal, who had the closest thing to a bladded weapon he could find: five, foot-long kunais. He slid them in where the sheath of his first blade was, seeing no other reason for it other than to collect sand.
When nightfall came, he felt the price of wearing metallic armor as the cold quickly seeped into it and threatened to freeze him unless he found another source of warmth. So, he got as close to Ember's bag as he could, and tried to stay alive with help from her radiating heat.