[@Teoinsanity][@kishin asura][@Wraithblade6][@Wraithblade6]

[color=ed1c24]"Hmph."[/color]The misshapen demon launched itself at Khaine, but he was not a threat. For all the force behind his punches he took no precautions to guard himself, launching himself at the Dreadlord with reckless abandon. A swift backhand smashed Doom face-first into the rock below with enough force to pulverize a human skull. Of course this would hardly be enough to put down Doom, but Khaine had no intention of fighting the overzealous creature at this time. As Doom tried to pick himself up off the floor a massive armour-clad foot slammed into his back, forcing him back onto the ground as Khaine stepped over him like so much cannon fodder.

Again, however, Khaine was interrupted. The tiny mortal shouted out, and everyone stopped for a moment. Khaine turned swiftly towards the mortal, who seemed to have halted combat through sheer force of will. Khaine growled at them as they spoke, disregarding their statements. [color=ed1c24]"I know little of your feeble morality, but if you oppose violence, then saving this creature and their pet psychopath will only pile on more bodies. And I will not be held from battle, when one so deserving of my blade awaits me."[/color] With those words Khaine marched towards Asura. Unlike Doom he did not hurry, for he did not fear his prey escaping. Slowly he marched, alert and aware of any possible attack, ready to counter any sudden assault. Should his enemy back away he would force them into a corner, should they face him he would show them the error of their ways. Patient and inevitable, the Dreadlord marched to war, pushing through whatever force sought to keep him in place.