"Just keep scouting," William paused to let his message pass through, "see if there are any other monsters or enemies lurking behind."
[Are you sure?] Smith seemed quite eager to fight, [I can divert them away or buy you more time to prepare!]
"Do as I say," William's tone held his authoritative weight as the leader of the team, "and don't engage with anything without consulting me first."
[Tsk!] Smith didn't like the kind of answer he got from William. He wanted to warm up, kill a few of the weak bronze leopards, make them run after him in circles, before William would bring the team over and hunt them down.
This was the ideal fighting tactic in his mind, but he wasn't William. The latter didn't want to just kill these monsters, he wanted his team to get used to his unique fighting ways, get to know each other's abilities.
"Is there anything coming?" Ibra was the first to speak up, raising his glaive up and down as if he was warming his hand for the upcoming fight.
