The four clones of Aldrin fanned out, each one targeting a different dragon construct. They moved like experts in a ballet of steel and fire, their weapons bashed and cut through the air with the grace of dancers and precision of warriors. They remembered how they mimicked the movements of the Chrono Phoenix, they tempered their minds to withstand the pressure through the Chrono Golem's gaze, and they recalled the various battles they went into during the maze navigation and challenges from the Chrono Seraph.
The dragon constructs were indeed stronger than the ones from the basic stage. But their unity became their greatest strength. There wasn't a wasted movement even without Aldrin's input.
