The faces of the bodies are not real, the memories are in bits and pieces. Sam could understand why their battle prowess is so weak and unreal. After all, with their positions as young masters and, it is impossible for them to be so weak in front of his friends.
Even though he is sure that they would lose, the difference wouldn't be overwhelming like it is now.
Compared to the substitutes placed in the Black Ghosts these guys are more in number and worst in terms of quality. Their memories were not implemented in them properly to the point that the basic battle instincts and the reflexes are absent.
"How do you know about these guys?"
Demon soul asked as he noticed Sam's deeply thoughtful expression.
Sam came out of his daze and started explaining the situation with the Black Ghosts.
"So, you are saying that Divine healer Vardar is behind all this."
