Flying overhead my jaw drops at the atmosphere above the raging battle, out on the front lines are thousands of men, each and everyone of them equipped with at least strong leather armour and various steel and iron weapons.
There are hunter-like fighters too, their weapons are a plague on out enemies, but Gamma's aren't slouching either, somehow, they're slowing capturing minds on the battlefield, turning them against us and using them as a distraction for the tougher fighters.
Phien must have really gone all out now because there are at least twenty or thirty Gamma Warriors present. Casting attacks down at the army but just as easily being countered by Mages on ground. Mages I don't recognise.
"Who are these people?"
Shaco snaps his teeth across a lone Gamma firing rays into the army, with a breath he turns the Gamma into barbecue and tosses it over to me. Grabbing it by the neck I quickly cast, "Soul Invasion."