Tetro
Uncle Dad
Arak watched as the one named Erik came in to tell them of incoming enemies. He reached for his sword with his free hand, waiting to see his opponents before deciding which weapon he would use. The enemy wore armor, so Arak would use his dragon ax. Immediately, the others who were summoned with him engaged the soldiers. "Hmm, strange magics. This must be what Eli was speaking of." As badly as he thirsted for battle, the risk of hurting the others inadvertently was too high. He moved to stand between the queen and Erik and the enemy troops. Any time a stray warrior would come at him, the giant of a man would easily cleave his opponent in half, needing only one hand to use the ax.
"What... are they?" They were so easy to kill. Almost too easy. He slammed his ax beside him, embedding it in the temple floor so he could retrieve it later. Arak engaged with another soldier, using his gauntlet to block the swinging sword so he could get a feel for the opponent's strength. It was pitiful. It was insulting. Arak furrowed his brow, "Is this some kind of joke?!" He didn't block the next attack, feeling the blade make contact with his chest. Barely a scratch, not even blood. Arak grabbed onto the man by his throat and threw him at another in anger. He wanted a challenge.
He dispatched two others before going back to get his ax, standing beside the queen with an expression of dissatisfaction, "the others will make quick work of your enemies. There's no point in me getting in their way in such an enclosed space."
"What... are they?" They were so easy to kill. Almost too easy. He slammed his ax beside him, embedding it in the temple floor so he could retrieve it later. Arak engaged with another soldier, using his gauntlet to block the swinging sword so he could get a feel for the opponent's strength. It was pitiful. It was insulting. Arak furrowed his brow, "Is this some kind of joke?!" He didn't block the next attack, feeling the blade make contact with his chest. Barely a scratch, not even blood. Arak grabbed onto the man by his throat and threw him at another in anger. He wanted a challenge.
He dispatched two others before going back to get his ax, standing beside the queen with an expression of dissatisfaction, "the others will make quick work of your enemies. There's no point in me getting in their way in such an enclosed space."