"You're an ambitious one, King Tiger. But ambition can only get you so far if you don't truly know what you're dealing with..." Hitler said, David feeling someone's boot press against his face, slamming him into the battlefield and creating a mildly large crater.
"Deal with him, Wilhelm," Hitler said, leaning against his hand as he sat in his chair.
"Yes, My Lord!" The albino vampire fell to the ground in front of David as Hitler's soldiers began to overwhelm the crystal golems through sheer coordination and tactics, acting as if they were all a single unit.
"Looks like we meet again, King Pussy! Ready to rock?" Wilhelm said, poisonous amounts of Dark Magic emanating off of his being as blood stakes protruded out of his body, blood-red roses forming around him.
The fireballs slammed into the battlefield, Hitler's soldiers charging through it and continuing to fight off the crystal golems, their flesh and clothes charred, yet, they were still moving as fast and strong and before, clearly having been modified.