Another two Sky Hunter Drakes flanked him at incredible speed.
Martin spun, caught one by the throat with his energy grip, and dragged it into the path of the other's attack.
Crack
The two collided violently, and Martin beheaded the second with a vertical cleave before stomping the head of the first into the floor.
"Assassins, yes. Speed high. But weak to disorientation. Good."
He snapped his fingers and commanded,
"Eighteen Silver Swords deal with airborne types. Keep them grounded."
His Silver Swords responded instantly.
Meanwhile, the Goldking Master Drakes had yet to move aggressively.
They stood like statues twice the size of the others, with shining golden bodies and plated limbs. Each of their heads looked like crowned helmets made of divine alloy.
"High defense. Passive defense mode." Martin narrowed his eyes.
"They want to defend other drakes so that they can do real damage while trying to block me and Silver Swords from attacking and killing them."
