Cringing at the site of what happened when his thorns didn't obliterate his enemies before bleed did Takneil turned and faced his familiar, the albino wolf was scared. Shaking where it stood and letting out soft whines every now and then the boy let out a relieved breath as he saw no injuries, "It's alright, they're gone." He calmed the familiar. he didn't want to lose Vain, the white wolf had been there to help him out when most needed. he couldn't ask for a better companion.