Hugh didn't realize what was happening with all his gear, as it seemed to appear on his body, including his falchion and tomahawk. He kept fighting hard, not particularly realizing that they were dying faster from his fists. He was too angry to notice anything other than getting to his destination. Before Hugh knew what was happening, everyone seemed to be falling in behind or beside him. He felt his anger letting in confidence, as he smashed through the skeletons. 

The Dwarf wiped out all of the undead before his eyes, and with that, Hugh took off down the hall, headed for the chamber of the lich. He was stopped in his tracks by the six skeletons and a wraith. His eyes shown with fury, as he glared and growled at them, fists clenched and ready to tear them apart. He was too much in his zone to realize all the fighting the others were up to. He felt the songs of Ellyn and the spells of the magus. Everyone was working together all in this moment, for one purpose.

The orc passed him his hammer and he gladly accepted it from his keeping. He was ready to take any resistance in his path. 

He finally heard Sana call out to him, his manner still angry. "Sana!" He screamed, "HOLD ON! I'LL BE THERE SOON!" He saw the lich from before, as obsessed as ever with immortality. Such is how a lich becomes a lich. "If you looked like that, why the fuck would you want to live forever?" He muttered angrily, not certain if anything or anyone heard him. After he said it, it appeared that the lich dispersed and died. "Looks like he heard me." He muttered.

His attention was soon brought back to the six skeletons and the wraith whom stood in his path. His anger was as strong as ever, controlling him, making him more determined to get to the finish line. He growled as his fury grew. 

Right now, in this moment, nothing mattered. There was an obstacle in his way, blocking him from a simple life. The obstacles were blocking them all from ever seeing the light of day, so no matter what, everyone had to fight. All of this fighting meant something more to Hugh, more than just getting out alive. It was the last battle in the war for Hugh's happiness. He had already lost two battles in this war and this battle would be the one to end his war.

The skeletons were taken care of, and only the wraith stood before him. He gave a blood curdling war cry as he held his hammer with both hands and charged forward at the wraith. The anger in his eyes showed strong as he swung the warhammer at the creature. Every swing got stronger as he descended upon the wraith, forcing it back. "You will be destroyed! YOU WILL FIND PEACE." He said, giving his thunderous declaration to the wraith. He knew all too well how they came into existence, and he pitied those left to that existence.