"Fall back."
Renato needed no further explanation. The instant he heard the telepathic message, he darted backward.
At the same time, a Psionics Blast from Klauthsura sent the Skeleton Soldiers lined up along the roof ridge flying with a powerful surge of Telekinesis.
The undead scattered in every direction under the impact of Psychic Power, tumbling off the roof like dumplings dropped into a pot. They struck the ground with a succession of sharp cracks.
These Skeleton Warriors were too light. Perhaps the armor brimming with negative energy could neutralize Psionics Lightning and flames, but it could not conjure up the mass they needed to resist the pull of Psychic Power.
So all Klauthsura had to do was concentrate her Psychic Power, and she could send an entire rank tumbling away.
Renato also noticed that although these Skeleton Soldiers lacked the fear of living creatures, their behavior was remarkably clumsy.
Fighting on a sloped roof clearly made keeping one's balance difficult, yet these undead warriors still followed the tactics they used on the ground, trying to advance along the ridge in a tight formation.
This left them colliding with one another and tangling their weapons, unable to make any use of their close formation.
Not only that, the Skeleton Crossbowmen on the ground were just as inflexible. They would rather stand stupidly in place and fire overhead, their bolts blocked by chimneys, roof ridges, and other obstacles. Most accomplished nothing beyond lodging in gaps in the walls, yet they refused to spend a minute claiming the high ground on nearby buildings to suppress the spellcasters from above.
Just as Renato began to grasp the undead's "weaknesses" and thought the two of them could use this stone house's terrain advantage to send every skeleton that climbed up falling to its death,