All the disciples burst forward, rushing toward the Demonic Boars.
Dahlia stayed behind for a moment, watching how chaotic it looked.
Half of them were charging without rhythm, shouting, flailing, and kicking up dust.
Dahluia could only twitch her brows, pinching teh bridge of her nose.
"Idiots. They're all muscle and no brain. Although I indeed told them not to think and just move. At least, think a little..."
Beside her, Arden stood stiff, watching the scene with wide eyes.
His hands were shaking slightly, but he clenched them to stop.
Dahlia turned to him suddenly.
"Arden."
He looked up.
"Yes, Sister Dahlia?"
She pointed toward the others.
"I know you're smart. Smarter than all of them combined. Why don't you take over and tell them how to fight?"
Arden blinked.
"You mean... like give orders? Formations? Movements? Like a general?"
She nodded, crossing her arms.
