Greater Passsive training

Roran furrowed his brow at least as he attempted to step through the fog at least, he could feel it out a bit while he moved his hand over to look at his Murderer's Blade. At leas this sense of touch was still active enough, but he recalled his fog, at least he was within it at one point.

"This feels...familiar."

He muttered as he squeezed his hands around his weapon, he squinted a bit looking towards the cloudy vision while he attempted to gauge the distance he could see, nothing, but his other senses weren't exactly clouded either, so he could potentially hear whatever what was beyond the fog.  He sighed a bit as he stepped forward at least thinking that he was taking point, it felt like it.

(Stepping up to the frontlines)