Facing an enemy that resembled a shadow, it was hard for Lann not to get nervous.
After all, the 'shadow' itself possessed too many difficult traits to deal with.
The flickering, ethereal body... this point had already been proven nonexistent by Henrik's shot.
But what about other possibilities?
Could their speed of movement be like shadows? Would they be swift like smoke, or simply travel within shadows and achieve teleportation?
If it was the former, it was manageable; if it was the latter... the other two shadows could emit flames and create shadows themselves.
Various developments and strategies flashed through Lann's mind in an instant, and Mentos logically vetoed most of them, then refined a portion.
In an instant, Lann's narrowed cat-like pupils steadied.
"Hold them off first, Henrik!"
While calmly shouting, the Demon Hunter's left palm faced the ground.
"[Yarden]!"
