"Can we kill them?" Reidar asked.
He didn't look at the monsters; he looked at Lena. He needed her appraisal of the risk since she always knew what was possible and what was not when it had to do with monsters.
Lena hesitated for a second, weighing the variables.
"The level gap isn't insurmountable," she said. "You are at level 339. They are around levels 340 and 355. Your summons have levels similar to yours, and with the Void-Caller's Baton, you have the firepower."
She paused, watching a Colossus snap a tree trunk in half with a casual twitch of its mandibles.
"But these things are tanks. Look at that armor. Physical attacks are going to struggle to penetrate unless we hit the joints. And that gas… if it's toxic or psychoactive, it could mess with us."
She looked back at Reidar after a brief pause. "We can do it. But we have to be perfect. If they surround us, we're dead. These aren't Zealots. They are monsters."
"I know," Reidar said.
