Seeing the problem ahead, Vicente halted abruptly, signaling his companions to stop as well. He deactivated his camouflage skill, as there was no point in wasting mana now that they had been detected.
He faced his enemies, his expression grave. "Get ready. This is the battle of our lives," he said in a solemn tone, his voice carrying the weight of their situation.
His eight allies and the dozens of armors positioned themselves according to the formation they had practiced during their journey. The armors, though not the strongest individually, formed a formidable defense and offense with their combined powers and numbers.
As Vicente's group prepared for the impending battle, the seven High-level Paragon vampires and the three Advanced Archmage monsters launched their attack. Each of these powerful foes narrowed their eyes, focusing intently as ten glowing pentagrams emerged from Vicente's body, a testament to his growing power.
