"Ha, right-o spell spitter, let's toast the sodders and toast to a victory well earned!" Jerod stormed forward, seeing the mage and priest angling to the left path he was moving on to intercept them or attack, whichever it really was, not much of his concern. He pulled ahead of the mage girl, not intending to let her lead the charge, she wasn't even wearing any real armor from the looks of it, and that would do at all. Of course, the enemy mage was trying to stop them with spells, fire strikes of some sort or another. Jerod weaved back and forth between spell hits, not intending to even slow down for the mage, literally shoulder checking him into the wall to the myrmidon's left, leaving him for the spell slinger to 'smite' in her own words, and bullrushed onto the priest instead. Taking down unarmed foes was hardly sporting, but in this kind of fight, he had little room for mercy. Besides, that man could undo their hard work, and that would not do at all.