If Arsene had once been a player, he would definitely have known the saying that was widely circulated on the forums: The stranger the lineup, the flashier the fight.
The most utilitarian lineups were always relatively fixed—after all, there was always such a thing as the "optimal solution." Although this optimal solution probably could not compete in challenges like speedruns, no-damage runs, or self-imposed high difficulty, it would always have sufficient versatility.
For example, when running a dungeon, people usually did not like bringing along those turtle-and-grandson-type players from the Path of Adaptation.
In another world line, the Path of Adaptation did not have a "warrior" class. This meant that players from the original Path of Adaptation were basically either Hunters or Rogues. Although their strength in PvP was quite decent... when running dungeons, it was obvious that their damage was a little too weak, and because they kept jumping around, they were prone to dying bizarrely to mechanics that should not have killed anyone...
But that was not to say such classes could not produce experts. On the contrary, the probability of top-tier experts appearing among these mechanically demanding classes was actually quite high—far higher than among the popular classes with high floors.
It was much like the old saying in martial arts novels: When traveling the martial world, the old, the weak, women, and children were the ones one absolutely could not afford to provoke... That was roughly the meaning.
Arsene still could not hold back and cautiously asked the question that would make Iver feel the best: "...Who exactly are you?"
Upon hearing this, the white-haired vampire and the little girl in his arms simultaneously revealed teasing, satisfied smiles.
"'Who are we?'"
The two Children of the Moon asked in unison, then chuckled at the same time.