In the darkness, the Soldiers of the Fifth Lark Legion kept vanishing and reappearing; one moment they were in one spot, the next instant they were somewhere else, moving through the ranks at will, suddenly materializing behind the Parthian Soldiers and casually hacking down the Parthian Elite with their Short Swords.
Datis watched as several trusted aides at his side had already fallen, every single one of them run through the chest by a Short Sword. He had no way of determining just how many Roman Soldiers were around him. In the darkness, indistinct silhouettes made it seem as if enemies were everywhere, yet also as if there were no enemies at all.
Palmyro led his own core troops and failed three times in a row to kill Datis, so he no longer probed, instead pulling back directly into the darkness. In the next instant another image appeared more than ten paces away, as if he himself had teleported a dozen steps.
