Their cooperation was flawless and silent. They didn't speak to each other at all. Their enemies, on the other hand, were shouting orders to each other so as to coordinate. Legion could also hear these orders, so they were able to prepare for the coordinated attacks of their enemies.
The bandits had decided to use their divine spells to attack, but it was too late and nearly useless. They were already frozen when they decided to create Divine Strikes of their own. By then it was too late to turn back the tides. Only 3 remained after 5 seconds.
These three continued slinging Divine Strikes, but they were also retreating at the highest speed. They had decided not to wait for the ice wolves to pressure the clones. The sight of Legion-3 turning his finger towards another enemy and that finger lighting up in the white glow of a divine strike was all the motivation they needed to interrupt him with a Divine Strike of their own while running for their lives.
