[url]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zVzirIK5Q6Q[/url] (something a little fitting)

When They left the village Argus had the feeling of excitement and bravery. To fight against the demons and become victorious. Then The first flocks of snow started to fall. It created a gloom around everything. Then the cold started to settle in, The gentle breezes turning into cold Stabs. Argus never liked snow. It felt like a blanket of death to him. And the cold damm the cold. Whatever Argus tried he could never be completely warm. And that was only the first day. Then the next day came. Argus had awoken and was stroking his beard. He then realized that his beard was partially broken. He then spend the whole day trying to unfreeze it, Even using his hammer which almost lit his beard on fire. To make matters worse one of the horses had strayed from the group. Evelyn had send some Templar's to find it, They sadly did not return. That Evening Argus made the campfire in a very unique way. He had used his hammer to lit it on fire and did so with a grin on his face. That night Argus couldn't sleep. The howling winds kept him from falling into sleep so instead he looked at the fire and listened to the howling wolfs.
On the next day Evelyn decided to search for The missing men. taking two other Templar's with her. They only found the butchered remains.
Evelyn then returned missing one Templar and the other being wounded. Argus was not very active that day. He was so tired it already took him much energy to not fall of his horse. Which almost happened a few times. And when they made camp He was the first to fall asleep. On the next day They had to hide From cultist patrols. Which angered Argus to no end. He tried to run out to face them a few times but was stopped by the others. They also lost more Templar's to a warrior who had attacked there camp. All of Argus excitement had disintegrated  and all he wanted was to sleep, sleep and sleep. And when on the fifth day it seemed to be the same cold nightmare as before, something happened.

( end first music hear and listen to this one [url]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=viM0-3PXef0[/url])

They saw a Templar surrounded by cultist fighting them off one by one. But it seems that there where to many. Evelyn who seemed to be in a very pissed mood charges forward into the enemy Killing a few on the spot with her lighting. Argus roared His battle cry, jumped of his horse and charged forward into the fray. His first foewas that of a hell hound. Now since these hellish creatuers where basicly on fire all the time. The first on jumped upon him aiming for his neck but before he could get the change to do so. Argus swung his hammer hitting the creature in the face. It fell dead to the ground its skull split open,liquids oozing out of it. Argus  Then faced more hell hounds each time using the same tactic again and again. Whatever these hellhounds where they where not really smart. Then the next enemy aproached Argus. An undead Templar night still in full armor. However something seemed of with this undead as his eyes where blood red. When there hammer and blade clashed Argus could feel the dark energies radiating from it. It also seemed that the blade was resistant to his runes only denting it a little. They clashed and clashed. Argus slowly becoming tired while the undead knight regained its full strenght. Then After what seemed like an eternity The undead knight tripped Argus and raised his blade to Give Argus the final blade. His hammer out of reach and his comrades in struggle themselves Argus Grabbed his dagger As the Blade of The undead came thundering down.  He rose his blde grabing both handle and steel and awaited the blow. The Blade hit the dagger but instead of breaking it held. The knight loosing its balance fell on his back. Before he could get back Argus jumped dagger in hand and let it come down right in the undead's face. Purple smoke  from the wound covering Argus whole. Argus ignored it grabbed his hammer and hit the templars face. It exploded chunks of brian and skull flying everywhere. Argus had enough !! He screamed again this time full of anger. His hammer started to turn into A lava like colour. It's runes emenating blue flames. Argus  then smashed his way through whatever attacked him. Melting anything what his hammer touched.
And then just as it had begun it was over.There forces retreating Argus Tried calming down. He did this by hitting the bodies of the dead demons beating them to a bloody pulp. After that he rubbed some snow in his face to cool down. He then saw the dwarf that had helped him on his horse throwing his hammer after the fleeing enemies. Now what suprised him most was that the hammer came flying back.

"YOUR HEAD SHALL BELONG TO ME, BEAST!" Argus smiled as he walked over to him.[color=a36209]"Not if i get them first."[/color]