The inexperience made Rem tremble slightly, even he knew not to use resources this much especially humans – everything had a limit and regular humans reached theirs easily but that didn't matter to him, he stood there with an unwavering gaze, their deaths would bring about more souls for him to harvest.
The Healer refused to comply with the order, his hands drawn back as he threw a glare at the Cavalier who momentarily let his guard down, letting a Death wolf aim right at his head but another Cavalier, one with crimson hair stabbed forward and decapitated the wolf with a single strike filled with soul energy.
"Don't let your guard down," the crimson haired Cavalier said as he looked at the two other Death Wolves with hatred visible in his eyes, "Let the Healer recuperate instead of wasting unnecessary magical energy in healing you,"
