"Wait, Lord Anon, we-" one of the Changelings tried to object. Oh, so now they were going to beg for mercy, while also appealing to your ego by calling you a lord? You'd almost fallen for it, but knew better than to trust the deceptive species. You chose to silence the liar with a swift punch to the throat, leaving them choking for air. A follow up with a punch to the top of their head, avoiding the horn, and then roundhouse kicking them and several others dismissed the would be deceiver.