The woman nodded to the Firekeeper, and followed close behind. Many of the skeletons ran to her, drawn by her bulk, and began smacking away at her with their dull swords and primitive clubs. The weapons bounced off, causing little more than scratches in the armor. Her free hand wrapped around the hilt of the mighty hammer just below her right hand, and with a heave she lifted it off of her shoulder and arced it down, crushing the bones of the skeleton in front of her, and several of the bones below. The others continued to beat away at her, but she felt nothing more than the slight shake in her form. The hammer was lifted up, and then swung in a wide arc, slamming down and shattering a row of skeletons before her.

Hammer in hand, she slowly kept behind the Firekeeper, the hammer making short work of any skeleton foolish enough to get too close. It was too easy, this job. She had expected combat, expected to have to go through hell and back to get this Firekeeper to wherever the hell it was that they were going. But, instead, she was simply being wailed on by a dozen skeletons while she cracked their skulls. At the order of the Firekeeper, the giant remained quiet. It was obvious that they would need to get down from the cliff. It was dangerous enough without the skeletons, but with them it was just downright murderous.

She had to hand it to whoever summoned these, they had balls. They thought that they were strong enough to fight them all. Or, more accurately, weak enough to summon others to do it for him. But the fact that he did it was commendable, no matter his reasoning. She would have to remember that when she crushed his skull in her hands. It brought a smile to her face as she swung the hammer around and knocked a skull right off of a skeleton's shoulders, and then subsequently slamming the butt into its torso to crush its ribs and spine. This might turn out to be fun after all.