Neo did not waste the breath he had just won.
"It attacks in sequences of six!" he shouted to Byron while Gravebite crashed against another sword. "No matter how fast it looks, it stops for a second after the sixth. That's when we hit it. Attacking in the middle is useless, it always keeps two blades free to knock everything away!"
Byron's face changed at once. He had heard enough battles to know when someone had actually seen the shape inside the chaos.
"YOU HEARD HIM!" he roared across the boss room. "COUNT THE SIX! DON'T THROW YOURSELVES AWAY BEFORE THE PAUSE!"
The room tightened around those words.
Nobody wasted time on disbelief. They just listened and fought, carrying the count in their heads while the boss came at them again like a storm made of iron and rage.
