The moment Klaus moved, eleven Death Stage warriors and twenty-two Life Stage warriors also moved. Not all six hundred and sixty-one of them inside the dome could have a go at him at the same time.
While the thirty-three moved to have a go at him, the rest were on standby, ready to jump in and take him off guard.
So they moved, and Klaus, who now had ten more copies of himself, smiled.
"Illusion world." He activated the illusion, and in an instant, the entire dome was affected.
The thirty-three warriors coming at him halted when they sensed their surroundings had changed. Some found themselves falling down a cliff with no strength in them, while others started to drown.
Klaus knew he had to play smart, or else he would be overwhelmed.
So while the illusion manifested, he unleashed his poison, creating a vortex of poison inside the dome.
"POISON!"
One of the Death Stage warriors who managed to resist the illusion snapped out the rest of the illusion.
"Too late."
