It was too easy—so easy it felt fake.
The Eredar Twins had originally thought that, without revealing their true forms and simply crushing everything with raw power, this would be somewhat difficult. So they had McNair tip Coulson off in advance, even going over personally to give them a few pointers. They had even deliberately had the transport ship hover overhead with Tyrant aboard, intending to give the other side a show of force when they proposed a live troop exercise. Who would have thought their opponents would turn out to be complete pushovers?
First, they learned that as long as they used legitimate means, they could drag the other side into a prolonged legal battle and bankrupt them through attrition. Then, a lunatic suddenly jumped out and punched a hole through Hogg's stomach in less than three sentences. Hmph. Killing an officer in public was tantamount to rebellion. Quinn International's ferocious string of moves had somehow turned them from a somewhat capable competitor into terrorists everyone wanted to destroy.
The Eredar Twins truly felt like they had wound up for a punch only to hit empty air. I haven't even exerted myself, and you've already fallen over!
It also reminded them of the old days. Once, by Kil'jaeden's order, they had guarded the fourth level of Sunwell Plateau. After Brutallus and Felmyst fell one after another, they had stood ready for battle, only for a twenty-five-man robbery—scratch that, world-saving—team to appear before them.
They had firmly proclaimed the truths of the world, stirring up all the magic within them in preparation to let shadow and flame devour the invaders. Then... Aurelles opened with Ignite, and the person hit by it immediately jumped into the middle of the group without a word. Then they all died on their own. The