CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!
William attacked the Gremlick one strike after another yet all his attacks got parried very easily as if the hands of the monster were moving way before his attack started.
There were eight Gremlicks in the vicinity, their eyes filled with hatred for the three enemies, especially the bots who were relentlessly attacking without a single stop.
While the current Gremlicks may have been strong, they were living creatures too, and getting tired was one of the disadvantages of being alive, unlike machines.
Seven were getting taken care of by the bots singlehandedly while William had made one come to the side with him. He kept attacking but the Gremlack was used to them by now so all William could do was make some distance for a second trying to understand what was happening.