The magical constructs felt no surprise at the sudden turn of events nor outrage for the destruction of their fellow golem.
The two Rock Golems on the recharging pods raised their arms, triggering the first response to a red alert: a Warp Steps.
"Iron wall." Kysha the Ghoul said and the constructs obeyed.
They lined up in pairs in front and behind their master, ready to protect him from any threat.
"Focused Strikes." Kysha moved forward and the golems fell into step, following him.
'Gods if I hate smart enemies.' Lith grumbled.
Golems were powerful but dumb enemies. Their lack of intelligence also meant a lack of adaptability. One only had to understand what kind of protocol a construct was following to exploit its predictability and win.
If one had the means and strength to destroy a golem, of course.
The Warp Steps had summoned someone who would think for the constructs and give them timely instructions, overcoming their only natural weakness.
'There's still five of them and only four of us.' Strider said. 'We need to take the enemies out quickly before reinforcements arrive.'
'Agreed. The only problem is that we don't know what kind of undead-' Ryka had yet to finish the sentence when the Zouwu bolted forward.
He ran from the ground to along the walls and from there up to the ceiling in a circular pattern.
Strider passed over the golems' heads and ignored their defenses, drawing his blades at the last moment possible and performing an X-shaped cut as he walked above the undead.
The curved blades cut the Ghoul's neck from the left and right side at the same time, decapitating him even from that awkward position and cutting Kysha's head in six pieces before the Zouwu landed on the other side of the corridor.
"Hold formation!" Alas, the head wasn't a Ghoul's weak point.
That species of undead would die only if their heart was destroyed and they could freely move it along their bodies.
Kysha picked up his head which was already regenerating and kept yelling orders out of his severed neck like nothing happened.
The golems in the front raised a stone wall infused with darkness magic while those in the back attacked the Zouwu with clockwork coordination. The first one turned every surface of the cave into mud with earth magic while the other unleashed a volley of air blades and a dense fog of darkness.
'Shit!' Strider was still fast enough to dodge the air blades but his attack options were limited now. Hitting solid stone with his blades would just make them lose their edge while the darkness element now blinded Life Vision.
He couldn't see his enemies and allies anymore. The space between them was an energy haze that made it impossible for him to distinguish between an enemy spell to avoid and a friendly one with which to coordinate.
To make matters worse, a second incursion would bring him right into the black fog and eat at his vitality.
'Focused strikes means that the golems attack in pairs to cover for each other.' He said via the still-active mind link. 'Two of them are already on me.'
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