No one was attacking yet, as new enemies kept showing up, and Alex knew they were waiting for more to come, probably in hopes of overpowering them by sheer quantity. It was clear to those who had started the attack that the quality of their attacks was not up to par, so they changed tactics to a numbers game.
But Alex wouldn't let them.
"We're moving! Fight back if you have to, but we are prioritizing ditching them!" he barked, before dashing directly toward the enemy.
"I'll buy you a few seconds. Run!" he added.
On instinct, the now twenty people before him launched more attacks at him, but their element of surprise was gone.
Dodging the spells with ease, he made it to the first enemy, a man in dark metallic armour, who raised a shield in front of him as Alex shot his fist toward his stomach.
