[color=92278f][h3]Grey Onyx[/h3][/color]
Grey was a mess, all he could really process right now was 'KILL THE MONSTER' as he squeezed the life from its throat... He raised one hand, screaming as he drove his armored fist down onto its head, over and over again... Runes glowed through his flesh once more, enhancing his strength with earth-shattering might as he drove his fist right through... He kept punching, over and over and over again, each impact a loud, somewhat muffled thud before he noticed something... 

[i]There was no screaming...[/i] 

His runes dulled to nothing as he sat there, panting in exhaustion. Shakily, he slowly lifted his fist, soaked in blood. He looked down, somewhat in a daze at the sight of the red, pasty smear that was a head once, and the small divot in the ground. Who knows how long it had been dead... Still shaking, he slowly rose to his feet staring at the body as he took a couple slow, lumbering steps back... He noticed several parts of his armor had little flames, drops of lamp oil that had earlier fallen on him slowly burning, not enough oil for a huge blaze. he looked about, far too dazed to take stock of the situation like he usually did. No, instead he did what most people would do in this situation. He braced himself against a ruined cart, and vomited...