Just as Roy started to worry even more about his situation, suddenly that Rank 4 Master behind Young Noble Fjord said with a calm and natural voice,
"Don't waste your arrows, and magic power in that coward! Right now all the arrows and magic power you have is extremely precious.
Let the beasts deal with him!"
As soon as they heard those words, none of the soldiers continued with their actions, as they all kept their attacks ready for the approaching beasts.
Young Noble Fjord turned his head and looked at the Master behind him with a strange gaze, but he didn't say anything, as he thought the same.
Right now their main purpose was to try their best to survive this damn trap, and every weapon, every armament, every bit of magic power, and every bit of stamina were extremely precious.
In fact, what they all feared wasn't this wave of beasts, but the upcoming one that would be attracted by the smell of blood of their comrades.
