"This is going to feel a bit odd, but try not to fight it." With two of the other frontliners flanking him, Vlad took the opportunity to tap into his Arts. Raising a hand towards Chariot and Dragoon each, there was no showy display that accompanied his use unlike Throne's. It was a bit odd considering this was all a digital simulation, but the flow of blood through their bodies still came through well enough. For a brief moment, the two would feel their bodies lock up as he assumed direct control, but it would pass before any of the droids could capitalize on the opening. Straining against the sensation would snap it just as quickly, but hopefully his warning would stop the two from doing so.

His ability to "overclock" his allies as he quickened and manipulated the oxygenation of their blood wasn't an extreme boost in performance, but it should be more than enough for Dragoon to slip away from the two armored droids closing in. Despite having his attention divided between the two operators at his side, the machete droids were far from silent or stealthy. Catching yet another blade with his gauntlet covered hand, Vlad brought his other down and caved its "head" right into its chest with a spray of sparks.

Turning a bit, he hurled the limp frame into another of the approaching fodder bots and scoffed a bit as it failed to dodge and crashed into the ground instead. Ignoring it for now, he spared a glance at Chariot and asked, "Gonna help Dragoon up there, or tackle the three back there with me instead?"