Dante felt the overuse of mana and took a break. He leaned against a rock as the wolf beauty started dragging the four bodies toward him. ''Let's change them, and where are the others? Why didn't you use them?''
''It costs me mana to bring the undead back every time they fall,'' he answered, annoyed.
Luna's head tilted in confusion as she continued with her question. ''Then why can't you bring back your old ones?''
''They were destroyed using light magic,'' he sighed. ''And the other ones were weak and not worth the mana.''
''Oh, that makes sense,'' she muttered, tail swaying side to side.
Following that, Dante slumped down to catch his breath while watching the Troll den entrance. He summoned the creatures he brought back and ordered them. ''Guard the path and bring me any strong monsters. I'll be out soon.''
