Draiss cursed and kept killing the constructs, silently directing the full squads to sweep nearby streets, pushing the raiders back, though they did take several of the humanoids alive, though not unharmed. He did what little he could with the massive AoE cure minor wound spell, but so many of the civilians went straight from living to well past dead due to the sheer amount of power in the construct's weapons. It was the humanoids' kills that he was able to do the most for, as they were handing out mortal wounds rather than straight kills, seeming to prefer to let the screams and terror of the dying do their work in keeping the helpless panicked. He sighed in vexation, and kept blasting, having his shadow stalkers combine up with local defenders, and have the locals support them. It was going to be a long day, even if it ended now. He closed his eyes, suddenly thinking of something, and then sealed off the plane with his own abilities, before sealing off the city from outside contact. If his hunch was right, the enemy constructs would be without any active commands, and would be, at best, now running on built in programming responses, and at worst for them, immediately stop.