The two were, of course, speaking through telepathy.
Any qualified psychic should possess this kind of ability: to maintain communication with their comrades through psychic energy while engaged in intense combat. Only then could they make the most of the advantages of teamwork.
"If this fortress really is that easy to take apart, then the gap between us and the great Enlighteners, the great divine civilization, is already visible to the naked eye. But I'm not holding out much hope." King Soren spoke like a pessimist.
Then he immediately turned optimistic again, speaking with certainty. "Do as you see fit. The more power she expends, the heavier the burden on her. A war of attrition favors us."
Count Baore was a battle-hardened knight captain who had also undergone years of the harshest training and received the highest level of mystical education. Of course he understood what the Elector King meant.
After all, unless they needed to intimidate someone, skilled psychics actually looked down on flaunting their power. They were even more opposed to techniques that could unleash large-scale natural disasters at the drop of a hat. They all believed that a true top-tier expert needed not only overwhelming strength, but also extraordinary control.
If your attacks hit the flowers and grass around you in battle, then your control is lacking, and you're bound to lose.
Still, that was only an ideal.
When faced with a powerful enemy and dragged into a hard-fought battle, who could guarantee they would always remain in peak condition? Anyone who had trained knew that controlling your force precisely often took more stamina than giving it everything you had.
...Fine.
The bad news was that in terms of explosive power, the three of them together couldn't possibly match the Red Asura.
The good news was that