King gave a callous smirk as the Poes approached. He didn't have enough strength regained to counter all three at the same time, so he'd have to do his best. Taking a step forward, he let fly an efficient diagonal slash at the first ghost, barely circumventing its lantern to land a direct hit. As with most Poes, the ghostly apparition was knocked back a bit before instinctively phasing out of visibility -- a common defense mechanism.
He had no time to dwell on his well executed attack, however, as the second's Poe's lantern slammed directly into King's back. The phantom cackled eerily, but was caught off guard when King whirled around and wrapped a scaled hand around the Poe's lantern, wrenching it from the ghost's grasp. The lantern was the vessel in which a Poe's soul rested, and removing it from their grasp would caused their ethereal to dissipate. The Poe screeched in pain as its wordly form burned away in purple flames, leaving only its soul trapped inside the lantern in King's grasp.
The third Poe's lantern slammed painfully into King's left shoulder; his reflexes were still quite dull, it would appear. Luckily it had missed his sword arm; otherwise he'd have to take a day off, and that's never a good thing in the world of hired muscle. Before the Poe could turn invisible and skitter away, King wheeled around and clubbed the third ghost with the second's lantern, stunning it. With measured efficiency, he pivoted around and stabbed his longsword right through the third Poe, killing it. It too burst into purple flames, although its soul lantern merely crashed helplessly to the ground, shattering on impact. A spiritual flame still burned within the shards, but it wasn't long for this world.
"Care to reconsider? It won't be long before your soul ends up in one of these," he taunted, shaking the soul lantern about. He kept a wary eye on the first Poe, whose lantern still floated a few yards away, its form still invisible.