'This is actually great!' Windfell prepared a layer of air blades to defend against the pressure of the hybrid's strides and formed a mind link with his allies to not waste time discussing their strategy. 'There's still three of us and only one of them.
'Their flimsy equipment offers them no protection against the Davross of our blades and those guys are as green as grass. Over the millennia, we have fought countless battles against the greatest masters whereas Verhen is barely twenty years old.
'Even if his living legacy was as old and expert as us, something that I find hard to believe due to her weak ass core and the fact that we've never heard of her, he can't deal with three masters at the same-'
His pep talk was cut short when the hybrid dodged their lunges, abruptly stopping right in the middle of the living legacies.
