"Pwe!" Ned spat out the molten ore pooling in his mouth as he turned to Elian, "So? You got a plan?"
"I do. Huff. We attack. Huff."
Hearing his friend's thoughtless words, Ned smacked his friend's shoulder.
"Are you crazy? There are trillions of them. We tried everything; they are all really powerful. And they are on their way here! Didn't you see the memories?"
Elian got up with a loud grunt and wiped the dirt off his pants. Then, within a single instant, his body grew more muscular and got encased in white armor. Ned similarly morphed his appearance and returned to the armored black knight he originally came as.
"I did. But that hardly matters. No matter how many there are, once he is gone, they will vanish. Unlike the Weapons of Valestra, his faction has no free will."
