The wind bolstered the words out of his mouth he had wanted to say, it was his wish by the way, but coming out, it sounded like something done reluctantly.
Daxer could only watch his lips open and he squinted his eyes as Rhett spat it out.
What was it?.
"We harness the soul of the soul eater. It is dead, so I suggest we sneak and enter into the cloudy part of its body, getting its soul shard and using it to sort of level up to defeat the rest of its kind".
Daxer stroked his beards.
"But how do I level up, apparently, only you can, so how do I then level up".
Rhett looked at Daxer, his face carrying a sort of disdain.
"Silly!", he said. "You don't level up, I do. I carry the slayer hex as I'm King of the dragon slayers, you don't".
Daxer nodded his head and looked up now.
"Oh!", he said. "I get what you're saying, I get it now".
Rhett looked at Daxer in disbelief.