They are a pack of lone wolves

It was a dark, moonless night with strong winds. The misty night seemed like the Heavens had specially prepared it for the first division. The three hundred Celestial soldiers proceeded in the night.

They were all dressed in black stealth clothing. They did not wear a single piece of armor. Even the weapons they chose were black bronze weapons that were of ordinary sharpness. This was in order for them to slink into the night.

The squad had a large number of cowardly worms, but few of them were weak. Eighty-year-old Maio was known in the army as the "Strict Undying Old Fart". Although there had been a lack of war for millennia, the standards he imposed on the soldiers under him in their everyday training were higher than normal.