"Zyrran's down!" Alex called out, his breathing heavy.
"About time," Alphox growled, still locked in battle with the remaining dragons.
Kaelthor and Vorrak were relentless, their combined attacks forcing Alphox to stay on the defensive.
Alex wanted to help him distract the two dragons better, but he couldn't summon his undead since they were in the sky.
Except for maybe...
"!!!" Alex's eyes widened as he had a sudden idea, "Rise my undead!"
[+80 Skeletons, +13 Grand Skeletons, +4 Bony Knights, +3 Spectral Wraiths]
All undead appeared normally, though hundreds of meters under the draconic battle that was happening.
but this wasn't what he sought, instead, he only wanted three of them...
"Spectral Wraiths," he called out, "Come up!"
These things could fly in comparison to the others, so they definitely could come up here.
And they did!
"Distract those bastards!" he shouted his order, and the wraiths nodded.