Erik couldn't make a count for them all, but it was clear they were less than the Chimaeric Demons.
Well, unless these guys were as powerful as his clones, which he doubted, or if they had a secret weapon of the sort.
Suddenly, the night sky lit up as the first volley of fire erupted from the island. Beams of energy and projectiles of unidentifiable composition streaked towards Erik's army.
The clones scattered, but not all of them did so in time because of the cramped space. Then it happened.
Erik saw several of his clones being struck by a multitude of attacks. Some of the weapons were so destructive that his clones disintegrated in mid-air.
