It was like we were being toyed with. Phoebe had mentioned that her squad was capable of taking down a warlord, and perhaps they could, but this warlord kept up with every single one of us with ease.
That wasn't to say we weren't getting in damage, we were. We cut deep, impaled and burnt flesh, but the Warlord's regeneration was insane. The only attack he had actively avoided was Phoebe's void beam.
The height advantage was not helping either. At twenty feet tall all most of us could reach was his legs. I was using my Gyrokinesis to help change the directions of engagement as much as I could, but whenever I engaged, the warlord allowed its guard to drop against the others in an attempt to execute me.
All the while, the Drakoshi had regrouped and began a counter attack, not with berserk charging and war cry's, but with silent cold discipline as they acted like true soldiers for the first time this war.
