From the shadows, Aiden narrowed his eyes.
It was time.
"Undead Reinforcement."
He released the skill quietly, almost casually, but the effect was immediate.
A faint dark sheen spread across his undead like a thin layer of smoke clinging to their bodies. Their movements even more sharpened. What had been mechanical and relentless became faster, more precise.
Bonefist felt it first.
He stepped in again, his weapon-gloved fists cutting through the air with heavier force. He threw a straight punch at Vayne's chest. Vayne blocked with his blade, but the impact rang out like a hammer striking an anvil. The force pushed him back half a step.
Still, it wasn't enough.
Vayne was not some street thug. His Body Tempering foundation was solid, his muscles hardened through years of training and combat. Even with the reinforcement, Bonefist and Skullbreaker did not overwhelm him.
