"They are getting aggressive... Looks like they found out that small doses of their poison ain't cutting it anymore."
Tyrese uttered solemnly as he watched the four nightcrawlers pushing out Shia, Nadal, and Michael away from their toxic domain.
"I think it's time they retreat... they can't get caught in a serious fight now... the rope is on its eighth spin... two more and they will find themselves outnumbered deep within the enemy's territory." Evangeline said as she glanced in Levi's direction.
"Soon..." Levi replied as he sent an order to Shia's group, "If you can get rid of one of them using tactic twelve before the last spin... go for it."
"Gladly."
Shia smiled coldly while sharing a knowing glance with Nadal and Michael... even Blake halted his collection of horns and swiftly returned to support them.
"Now, you retreat! Come! Fight!"
