Tirian took in the words of Vordan only for a second before bursting out in laughter. Such an absurd claim, abyssal hounds and undeath. Any person with a pair of eyes and attention to details would know this black substance was that of orc saliva, simply feeling the consistency of the foul liquid would give enough evidence for the claim. Tirian shook his head with clear disbelieve in the obviously manic ‘mercenary’ and his ridiculous claims. Blue eyes looked over to the desert elf Elrithos who seemed to be lost in the words of Vordan. Setna was the next to speak with some sort of sense trying to best explain what happened here. 

“Whatever the cause, it’s clear that these things were after someone or something. There’s no reason for something this merciless. We should proceed with caution until we find who, or in worst case scenario what did this.”

 Everything fell to silence however, and Tirian began to bury what he could to honor the deceased. He may be a monster in combat with no regards to human life, but in this situation Tirian did not know these men. They deserved the burial of any innocent human being. Burying the mutilated bodies did not take long, neither did everyone regrouping and hastily leaving the clearing in the past. Yet as Tirian walked he had one thing on his mind, what the hell did this and what were they after?

Tirian left point to Rudolf and drug on behind the caravan just in case someone, or something decided their caravan looked appetizing to raid. It was very clear the soldier was on edge as every sound in the distance caused him to snap his eyes over with a tightened grip on the hilt of his weapon. Time passed agonizingly slow until Rudolf found a suitable place to rest for the night. Tirian found himself distanced from the group, eyes watching the horizon for any sign of movement. The soldier drifted off into a trance until the sound of soft footsteps approached from the camp, Aaerynn of all people. 

-"Can I ask you something?"

Her eyes shifted to the rest of the group. 

Perhaps in private?"-

Tirian stood up to a full posture eyeing over the elf. It was obvious she wasn’t herself, especially if she wanted to talk to him in private. Blue orbs glanced over to the camp to take in who was doing what, then back to the grieving elf before him.

"It would depend on what you wanted to ask, but sure I'll humor you. Lead the way."
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Tirian walked back to the camp after the brief conversation with Aaerynn and returned to his position against the distant tree. His gaze quickly fixated on the horizon and once more he found himself in a trance-like state. How long passed before Tirian fell into a light slumber? One, no maybe two hours at the very most. Tirian snapped his eyes open at the sound of stampeding feet approaching with no signs of letting up. Tirian quickly stood to his feet and unsheathed the weapon just in time to cut down two goblins before they could overpower him.

“Shit!”

Tirian exclaimed loudly as he rolled out of the way of a massive axe that hurled itself into a tree. Several orcs emerged from the distance holding chains that lead to a massive beast of horror. Tirian’s eyes widen at the sight of what seemed like a gigantic humanoid nearly four times his own size. The soldier wasted no time as he exploded forward in an attempt to end this behemoth of a beast before it could be unleashed. His attempt was quickly faltered as his blade simply hit skin and stopped. The orcs released the chains and Tirian was viciously kicked in the stomach. The massive beast let forth with a punch that brought Tirian to his knees. The Durandal prince refused to give up as he continued to whirl around and slice his opponent the best he could. Tirian ducked a slow haymaker and rolled away before the monstrosity could react. Tirian jumped forward with a horizontal slice, only nicking the skin. The behemoth slammed five more fists into the soldier before he was kicked away with ferocious strength into a nearby tree. The soldier let out a grunt of pain as he spit out a small collection of blood.

Tirian cautiously got to his feet and stepped to the side, then backwards trying to think of a way out of this situation. He would have no help, everyone else had just as much on their plate as he did. Then it happened, that purple iridescent light erupted into the camp and gave Tirian exactly the motivation he needed. Worried eyes looked over to Serna for a moment feeling some sadness and rage enter his heart but now he had the key to victory. Tirian stood straight for a moment and suddenly his body erupted with electricity that crackled and shot off of his skin. The ground beneath him began to split open as the fierce electricity began to settle into every inch of his body.

“Ten minutes is all I’ve got.”

The solider spoke to himself and began counting down the time before he’d be rendered useless. Tirian stepped forward with confidence not seen before. The monstrous behemoth burst forward with a straight punch to end the soldier's life. Tirian easily ducked down to avoid his opponent then with agility, jumped into a vertical slash that split the beast in half. Tirian spun around three times in midair cutting the beast into portions effectively ending this fight.

However, Aaerynn let out a battle scream soon after the portions of the behemoth landed onto the ground. Blue eyes snapped over to the wood elf who was now protecting the twins from a cave troll that began rushing forward. Tirian took in a heavy breath before rushing forward much faster than he’d ever shown. The red-haired soldier jumped and landed in front of the trio of injured travelers. Tirian raised his left hand and felt the heat radiate off of it. Suddenly a massive stream of flame came from his hand for only a second to halt the progress of the cave troll. The static still rolled off of the red-haired warrior, who now took it upon himself to protect these three. He still had six minutes left and by that time everything would need to settle. It was that or force the magic to end early and risk not having the strength to fight off the rest of the forces. He made the decision to cut the magic short and immediately the setbacks could be felt. 

“Stay behind me. I won’t let this beast past me. Aaerynn keep our sides safe if you can, call out to me what you can’t get. We’re going to make it through this!”

Tirian stood firm, breathing heavily as his body became somewhat numb, and his fingers not able to grip tightly together to allow those powerful movements. Tirian would now move slow and clunky but he would not give up until his heart did. He would protect these people, and would not allow failure again.