"There are five hundred Frost Giants fighting ahead, even a demi-god himself would be in great trouble, and you want to rush in alone?" Facing Lancelot's questioning gaze, Kalalin asked in a stern tone, "Or do you think we are actually a burden, better off without us?"
"That's not what I meant!" Lancelot couldn't help getting a bit angry, "You all are my precious companions, which is why I want you to stay in a safe place!"
"Don't get agitated, my friend," the Elf Priest spoke up, his tone much softer, "Let me ask you, if we go with you, can we play a positive role?"
"Of course!" Lancelot immediately controlled his emotions and patiently explained, "Kalalin's magic is always very useful, Bruto can also alleviate a lot of pressure for me, and your Healing Divine Art would make us last longer. Old Reap, I know you can handle various emergencies in battle, and little Isha, this child always brings us surprises; I hope she wakes up from her deep sleep soon..."