Eantu stared at the countless demons and smiled grimly as he pulled his cracked sword off his back and took a deep breath before charging at the mass of demons. "FOR THE EXODAR!" he roared as he cut the arm off a surprised looking fel-guard who hadn't seen him charging into their midst. Before the Fel-guard had a chance to react to the sight of it's arm laying on the ground, he managed to cut it's head off and was barely able to bring his sword up to block a massive looking axe. Eantu smiled as he managed to deflect the sharp edge of the axe away for a brief moment and his sword slammed into the Fel-guard's head before it could react, leaving it's head on the ground.

The Draenei felt the light filling him, he could feel it empowering him with massive amounts of strength and he could feel it refreshing his sore muscles so he could keep going. He felt the heat of fel-fire of a near miss as a nearby demon took a swing at him only to miss by a few centimeters. Eantu responded by bringing his sword around and cutting the legs of the demon out from under him. A sudden cracking sound reached his ears and his eyes widened as he saw the crack in his sword grow expand in size. [i]Looks like I need something new.[/i] He thought as he grabbed the fallen fel-guard's axe in one hand with his beaten and battered sword in the other and smiled at a group of oncoming demons.

"Face me if you dare!" He roared.