Roderick watched in awe as the team moved with stunning ease through the flanks of benefactors. These creatures in the wave seemed to pour together like a green, glassy water and pour themselves into their enemies. The ten men brought along with him showed no signs of fear as they unleashed strange, unheard of powers upon their opponents, each one a one-man battalion. Not to be ignored, the fool tore through ranks upon ranks with unnatural strength, killing legions of creatures that did not even heed his presence.
Besides them, there was of course Roderick, the overseer of the fool, and the strange man with the white hair, who seemed to be overseeing the squad of men. The two least powerful people here, by the looks of it.
"So which company are you from?"
"Shh- concentratin' ", said the man as he intently squinted and stared at the men. In his white Paxian uniform he looked a bit unkempt, although regal at the same time. Squinting in his white five o'clock, he looked like if he looked away all his men would just drop dead.
"Funny how we're the ones heading this troupe and we're the two who can't do a damn thing. Powerless, you know what I mean?"
"Huh?" The man looks confused at Roderick and at that moment the ten men suddenly stand idle and are promptly drowned by liquid Benefactors.
"Shit"
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