Soon, the dogkin elites began whispering among themselves, strategizing how best to eliminate the enemies without letting them raise alarm. Some pointed toward the nearby foliage for cover, while others debated a simultaneous strike from multiple angles.
I let them plan for a few moments before speaking up.
"Lord Darius, would you allow my allies to deal with them?"
The first prince turned toward me, his eyes narrowing. "But... They're higher level than you people. If you can't kill them instantly, they'll cry out in alarm and alert the others."
I tilted my head to the side. "I know, but… levels aren't everything, are they? Furthermore, from what I gather, you people are all warriors, selected by Vargis to overwhelm opponents in direct combat, not to bring much utility to the party."
I turned my gaze toward Ayame. Her blue eyes glinted with a mix of pride and mischief as she smirked.
