After a brief contemplation, Timothy was the first to break the silence with a loud whisper. "Okay, let's kill them all!"
Although calm until now, the geezer had to swoop in with a scold. "Are you crazy?"
Carrying a smirk on his face, the latter answered. "Trust me, this isn't my first hunt."
It was evident that he had given a bit more effort to sound like a badass, but his tone cracked in between the sentence so he sounded like a suffocating seal.
But even though this moment could have been used to have a good laugh, the old man still put in an attempt to make a point. His face was building up complex hints, the more attempt he put in to explain the severity of this situation.
Which led to hurriedly adding, "These enemies aren't normal, they're too powerful!"
Such a sentence came in as a bit of a shock, but the couple of friends still weren't exactly convinced. The opposing sect members had mostly been easy to kill, so the severity was difficult to take seriously.