The voice of Kaidos's master was silent before he continued speaking; there was a surprise he tried to hide. "To think you can make split-second decisions, impressive. But what's this curious power of yours? Aren't you a Necromancer?"
Jael didn't answer, he couldn't. His gaze was fixed on Litha hanging mid-air, covered by red blood roots that bind her body. And his ears kept hearing Temur's groan.
"No answer? Well, it hardly matters. How are you going to defeat me with this shield now?" He said with amusement.
Jael couldn't find the answer, especially when all his power was drained and he had even used up his monsters' own. There is truly only one thing left. "Come out, war chief."
Darkness boiled in front of him, and the war chief goblin came out. It still hadn't fully recovered from its last fight, but it was standing. Jael brought out a sword from his ring and gave it to it. "Kill that Necromancer but don't touch Litha."
