The sounds of battle in the near distance echoed through the winding corridors of Grimmvale's oak trees. But they were no further away from Aruk than the fight he now faced. The Valorfellan who was far from home drew his tested halberd, and then glanced to his shoulder. 
[b][color=#800000]"Hold on, little one."[/color][/b] Aruk murmured to his companion. The little Seraveen looked at Aruk with a smirk and nodded as she used his pauldron as a small shelter like she usually did, clutching her little bottle within. 
[COLOR=#00ff00][b]"Don't you worry about me, let 'em have it!"[/b][/color] She cheered. 

Aruk smiled and then disciplined his expression in the next moment, snarling as he leaped out at the enemy through a hail of fire and lightning. 
[b]"Kill the abomination!"[/b] The leader of the Eldar Sorcerors bellowed as they continued to skirmish with their spells. Aruk stepped quickly and easily upon ground that did not shift cunningly like the sands of his desert home, easily dodging every spell with no narrow but rather clear escape. The morale of the supremacist elves did not dimmer in the light of their ethnocentric rage, and Aruk was happy to oblige them the consequences of their morality. 

With a quick lunge and roar, Aruk moved into the center of the three mages and performed his signature execution, spinning with his halberd faster than the elves could think to cry out. A glimmer of a crescent was cast by faint strands of sunlight as the axehead cut cleanly through each sorcerer's neck cleanly in a single motion. Elven blood spurted and spilled from their bodies as they fell to their knees and to the ground. There they would fertilize the soil that would otherwise spurn them for the filth they truly were, as Aruk saw it.

[color=#800000][b]"Shizarr cruzz narsis... All-Father have mercy on your souls."[/b][/Color] Aruk murmured. Crystal poked her head out of his pauldron to look on them, and she simply tsked at the sight. 
[COLOR=#00ff00][b]"If they have any!"[/b][/color] She retorted, before poking her tongue out and blowing a raspberry at the dead elves. Aruk smirked as he briskly brushed the few drops of blood his axehead drew from such a sudden cut. 
[color=#800000][b]"That is a question I will not bother pondering. For now, we must move, and quickly, still."[/b][/Color] He noted. Crystal nodded and hid back in her shelter once more as Aruk kept his halberd ready whilst breaking into a jogging pace towards the sound of war.