Jack continued to kill more players as he escalated the disturbance within the crowd. The rate of Trustaide's healing could not catch up with Jack's slaughter. By the time he healed one player, another would fall to Jack's sword.
Jack himself continued to lose HP due to the skill, but the extra defense allowed him to tank the crowd's attacks. So in the end, the rate of his HP decreasing was roughly the same as before. His speed had also increased much that the others had a harder time trying to hit him.
"Get your ass down now!" Trustaide yelled to Faithstooge. He couldn't care less if the pretentious guy outranked him.
Faithstooge turned and was about to rebuke him, but he held back himself after considering the situation. He took out his mace and kite shield and jumped down among the crowd.