Only then did the Orcs and Shattrath's Draenei realize:
Aside from their advanced equipment, these "super soldiers" had another advantage: the astonishing coordination between them.
Yet even coordination at such a level was hard to believe.
Take those Draenei priests and soul priests, for example. When Orc blades and axes were bearing down on them, they actually remained utterly unfazed, daring to focus solely on preparing their spells—weren't they afraid their companions' Arcane Explosion would be a moment too late?!
The vindicators were the same. Ordinary Draenei fought by first ensuring they could not be defeated, then looking for an opportunity to counterattack. Orcs, meanwhile, would rather perish together with their enemies than fail to kill them. But these vindicators would switch halfway through fighting one opponent to ambush a comrade's opponent, completely entrusting their backs to the other warriors—they were utterly certain their comrades would protect them in time.
Not to mention the trackers. To lure out the hidden warlocks, they had even put themselves in danger by throwing themselves into the chaos of battle. If either the priests' Dispel or their own forced invisibility had been even a moment slower, they would have paid in blood.
This level of coordination could no longer be called mere coordination. It could only be called entrusting one's life and death to another.
But achieving such coordination was exceedingly difficult even between two people. It required long years of living and dying together to forge it.
For more than a dozen people to possess such coordination... it was almost unimaginable.
Where had Yrel found so many warriors who worked so seamlessly together?
Neither Velen nor the bishops could figure it out, no matter how hard they racked their brains.
In truth, just as the trackers had said, their coordination was entirely due