Freya's eyes were sharp as she instinctively clenched the grip of her sword. "You want us to engage them directly?"
"Yes," Vlad confirmed. "Your objective is to eliminate as many as possible. I want the hive to see you as a threat they need to obliterate."
Jormungandr's expression was cold and sharp, with no fear or hesitation in his eyes. "So we're to act as both sword and shield."
"Precisely," Vlad replied, his voice carrying a deep tone of determination and wisdom. "I need you to attack them, kill as many as you can, and collect the corpses in the process. If you start to steal their biomass, I am sure they will mark you as an even bigger threat."
Ouroboros gave a solemn nod to Vlad's words. "Understood. We'll do what's necessary."
