Should he be happy?
Farhad didn't know. Because he felt a burning gaze from the figure that descended from the ceiling, a burning gaze that wished to end him as well. But he can't be so sure early on.
"Mast…" The head spoke, but the Knight of Radiant didn't give it time to talk. With a slash of his sword, a white flame arced from the sword, hitting the spire of heads, causing them to cry in pain all at once.
"You, come back." When in combat, the more you speak, the more you will be disadvantaged, and this is not the kind of fight you will have the luxury to talk much about. Not when you are not even sure about the strength of your enemy.
Full focus was necessary in such situations, but due to the very goal of his job, Vance urged the distant Farhad. From the state of this place, he had already summarized that things were not as he previously had anticipated, or that the sway of Farhad over these beasts was not as impactful as he thought.
