"Captain Gray, we were incompetent. We actually let these oilheads come over and disturb you." Wright, who had chased after the oilheads, came to Gray's side and spoke apologetically.
"It's fine. None of these oilheads are simple opponents. Go deal with the remaining oilheads and combat robots." Gray waved a hand, choosing not to blame Wright and the others.
When these oilheads were willing to risk their lives, the potential they unleashed was astonishing. Seeing the Tech-Priests and Kastelan Robots still struggling to hold on under the attacks of the Space Marines and Dreadnoughts, Gray had Wright and the others continue dealing with them.
"Captain, how about we help you deal with this oilhead together?" Wright turned his gaze toward Archimonde.
While Gray had been dealing with the oilheads who had rushed out to provide reinforcements, Archimonde had already quickly climbed to his feet and pressed his back against the wall. He gripped a massive Power Axe in both hands and stared fixedly at Gray and the approaching Wright and the others.
Gray looked at Archimonde. Seeing the wary expression on his face, he waved at Wright. "No need. He's no match for me. I must personally cut off his head and offer it to the Lord of the Stars."
All eight mechanical arms on Archimonde's back had been completely destroyed by Gray. Archimonde posed even less of a threat to Gray now, and with no one else coming to aid him, Gray was confident he could quickly finish off this Dominus.
"Yes." Seeing that Gray truly did not need their help and could defeat Archimonde alone, Wright and the others stopped insisting.
After seeing Wright and the others leave, Archimonde sneered at Gray. "Why not have those heretics under your command help you? Do you really have the strength