"Well, it's a good thing I don't like to make sense, that's the fun of not being sane." John said, before making a fast charge at the Morph, his shield up, and his mace ready for a swing, not at the man's head, but his legs. So that if he did turn out to be wrong, he wouldn't get into to much trouble.

Axia was focusing more on the man her master was attacking then the crazy man, not completely blind to what he was doing, but not entirely aware either.