For the gladiators' merit, it only took them a second to catch on and counter Mares, by moving as far away as they could, after all this way, the silver-eyed would have no place to stand on in case he jumped again.
That however didn't prove itself all that useful when, with just stretching his hands, Mares took control over the Entos on his new carriage, redirecting them to follow the others.
"He is a tamer?!"
"No one told us that!"
They despaired as Mares shot some more down. Overall, he wasn't doing too much damage, at best two dozen that were insignificant near the total of hundreds that they had.
But their morale had taken a hit after seeing how easily he could dispose of some of them had they been too unlucky to get too close and now learning he was a tamer, meaning that even their Entos could end up being used against them.
'Mars, they were using drugs to keep the beasts tamed.'
