Evan could feel his surroundings solidifying as the two dangerous auras rapidly approached his position.
Even his body began to feel heavy, as if someone had placed a massive mountain upon his back.
'My current shadow undeads are of no help in this situation.'
Evan analyzed as his mind worked rapidly.
His strongest shadow undeads were only at Rank Four, with none of them having reached Rank Five.
If even a few of his shadow undeads were at Rank Five, they might have been able to act as cannon fodder in front of Eldrakar and Baphomet, buying him some time to escape.
But as they were now, they were not even qualified to serve as cannon fodder. The gap between peak Rank Six Core Evolvers and Rank Four beings was simply too vast.
'Shadow Clone is not going to work on them either.'
Evan briefly considered deceiving Baphomet and Eldrakar using his Shadow Clone skill. However, the auras of both of them had already locked onto him, making escape through deception nearly impossible.
