"Kill them!" Phyrill roared while waving his sword to a brown-colored wolf.
Two wolves tried to bite him while protecting the brown-colored wolf, but Phyrill's assistant appeared next to him, blocking the fangs with his long sword. "Young Master, kill that wolf."
Phyrill nodded and leaped on top of the brown wolf, slicing its neck.
"Got it." Phyrill glanced to the front and said, "Let's continue."
"Yes." His assistant nodded his head and pushed the two wolves back, planning to help Phyrill again. However, Theo soon appeared in his vision, thrusting his spear to their heads.
His eyes intertwined with Theo, and he saw there was no change in those eyes when he killed them as if this was a normal thing to do for him.
"Thanks for the help," said Theo as he landed on the ground and slowed down his pace again.