I needed these sets of gears, needed them to form much scarier forces. Even if I couldn't summon enough warriors, I still got tons of them inside my inventory.
Arming these up might not be as deadly as arming Hectors, Berserkers, Dragons, or a mix from Hectors and Dragons.
As I decided, I acted in a decisive way.
"Lord, your orders?" Lucas appeared, flying just near me with his berserk orange fire.
"Lead everyone, kill and leave none alive," I pointed towards the direction of the fiends before pointing towards the direction of the Exomachines, "don't get near them for a few miles. Kill anything else beyond."
"Leave this to me," he flashed, and in the next half an hour, I kept taking all the soulers and reapers from my inventory.
They got to gear up themselves before. And I summoned them back during my journey around this piece of the world.
And now it was time for them to show me their worth. I waited on my chariot, doing nothing but to watch two directions.
