One of the clones swooped down on a group of blackguards.
With its talons extended, the clone tore through the first soldier's armor like paper.
The man collapsed, his scream stifled. The clone didn't stop there, as he immediately pivoted to face the next threat.
There were two blackguards. Both of them attacked the clone from a distance.
A blackguard raised her weapon, energy crackling at its tip. The clone was faster. It lashed out with its beak, the metal-like appendage piercing the woman's throat. She gurgled, then went limp.
Levium noticed that and tossed the woman away, making her fall to the ground.
A gust of wind flew at the clone, taking the shape of a blade. The Chimaeric Demon tucked in its wings and rolled, avoiding the deadly wind blades.