"They aren't vegetarians, I can swear on my life for this, tsk!" Ibra shook his glaive, before landing over many guerrillas behind the protection of William's weapons.
William had to exert more control over his weapons, creating gaps for his friends' attacks and weapons to pass through. If not, then their attacks would land on his weapons, harming and damaging them instead.
"They can foresee few seconds ahead of time," Karoline shouted from behind, "they can get wounded, won't die that easily."
"In the middle of all this craziness, I doubt they can evade a fly!" William knew what she said would be troublesome if they were fighting a little group of these monsters.
Against such an insane number of guerrillas, enough to fill the entire world to the horizon, he knew it'd be impossible to try and evade anything, "keep firing your techniques and weapons, use anything you have and don't spare any. Keep a close eye over your spirit power, replenish it when needed…"
