The rusted knights continued advancing across the ruined courtyard without slowing down.
Their movements was perfectly coordinated while rows shifted naturally around broken pillars and scattered debris, and even from this distance the pressure coming from them already felt far different from ordinary undead monsters.
Varok's expression hardened immediately.
"You," he said while looking toward the giant Velhari. "Frontline. Hold the shield units in place before they surround us."
The giant grinned slightly before rolling his shoulders once.
"What about the smaller ones?"
Varok's golden eyes shifted toward the shorter Velhari standing nearby. "Circle the right side. Target archers first if possible. Do not overextend."
The shorter Velhari nodded once before quietly moving away without another word.
Zich watched the exchange calmly.
