As the room heard the audacious goal of the warrior among them, the statement induced around of giggles from Beowolves and Elves alike. Even the lofty Asgardian couldn't help but chuckle. Feeling like he was being picked on, Cain frowned unhappily.
Knowing that the blond swordsman was feeling embarrassed, El embraced her husband as she warmly said with a dazzling smile.
"Darling, we are not laughing at you. We couldn't help but think that you are crazy, but even if you were, everyone in this room knows you will somehow accomplish it. We were merely laughing at the thought that while most would choose to avoid three armies, only the Beowolves would rush into it with the intent to fight them all."
She then proceeded to give a small peck on the right cheek of her most cherished person. Further adding in a voice, only Cain could hear.
