Further still, her senses brushed against three distinct, immensely powerful existences high above the fray beings no less formidable than she was in her prime. They, too, noticed her probing presence. There was no direct confrontation, no clash of wills, only a cautious mutual withdrawal. Vorenza pulled back, knowing her current fractured state made any engagement suicidal, and sensing that her adversaries were equally wary of facing a Sixth-Tier Archdemon, even a wounded one.
With her weakened state a critical vulnerability, Vorenxa redirected her full attention to her demons. Aprofound shift was needed. Their long-standing modus operandi of vast, dispersed forces, each pursuing its own chaotic machinations, was no longer viable. They needed to work together, a concept almost alien to their inherently individualistic nature, especially when facing an elite army of such coordinated precision.
