mob

Had every Athenian citizen been a Socrates, every Athenian assembly would still have been a mob.

A cluster of mob, who were making themselves merry with their betters.

The Bat—they called him the Bat.[…]. He'd never been in stir, the bulls had never mugged him, he didn't run with a mob, he played a lone hand, and fenced his stuff so that even the fence couldn't swear he knew his face.

You can't win with small, balanced groups. You have to zerg the mob with a high number of players.

There’s nothing like local knowledge and after thousands of years living here the Noongar mob understand this land better than anyone, so it makes sense for them to tap into the lucrative tourism industry.