In total, there were eleven soul-enhanced Hawklings, around seventy former heroes—whose strengths, back when they still had their crests, were somehow preserved in exchange for their very souls—and then there was Aeryth, and, of course, Dweezel Himself.
It was a horrifying lineup, almost eight times the cohort's puny number of eleven people.
They didn't have Shye on their side, however, Dweezel's victory lay not in wiping out his enemies but in surviving for ten measly minutes.
The essential components of the immortal snake's plan would be transported out of the headquarters by then.
With such an overwhelming numbers advantage, forget ten—they should be able to easily survive for thirty.
To make matters worse for the unsealing cohort, there was a thick, translucent purple barrier that seemed difficult, if not outright impossible to break through.
Shye and the others were already aware of the barrier, though.