As long as he can endure the pain, he can fight tirelessly, even if his chest is pierced, his stomach torn open, and his arm shattered; it does not affect the power of his attack.
The stalemate only lasted a fleeting ten seconds, yet felt as prolonged as a century.
"Humph!" Karen squeezed the sound from between his teeth, his face twitched a few times, and he suddenly pulled the reins of his wolf mount, which growled in pain and turned its head.
"A bunch of worthless fools! Useless long ears! We're leaving!" He threw out these harsh words, not looking back as he drove the wolf toward the town's outskirts.
The rest of the Wolf Knights also seemed relieved, turning their wolves around, iron hooves clattering against the ground, and they awkwardly rushed out of the oppressive small square, raising a cloud of dust.
There was no immediate cheer from those around; all the rabbits watched with bloodshot eyes, observing the backs of those Wolf Cavalry.
