[center][b]TZI TI'AMTUM[/b][/center]

[I]Hmm, 'bout halfway? [/I]

His thought was punctuated by the squelching sound of his trident being driven into the chest of one of the unfortunate rifleman's escorts, piercing the enemy soldier's heart with a splurt of red. It was dark, and even with the rare flashes of light and sound, it was hard to pay attention to the entire battlefield. They weren't lying when they said that wars were chaotic, whoo, but Tzi didn't know if this counted as war. It was, however, certainly clamorous. Still, he was able to know that the tide was turning their way. He could smell it in the air. At least half of the attackers were either dead or disposed of, so if they played it right ...

Tzi pulled his trident out, dark blood dripping from the shaft as he darted towards any of the enemy stragglers. Minimising his profile wasn't going to keep working anymore, but that didn't mean he was going to stop being all quiet; each step he made was light, the dirt below shifting and crumbling only the slightest before he was gone, crossing the inky night with as little noise as possible. He held in his breath, fingers tightening around his weapon as one of the riflemen came closer.

Gotcha.

Breath hitched in his throat. The rifleman heard. It was too late. Feet digging into the earth with a crumple to support his stance, Tzi swung, the upper shaft of his trident singing through the air to bash hard against the head of the rifleman with a satisfying crack. Gotcha. He pulled back, trident lowering as the position of his fingers moved. He thrust forwards, weapon Lancing into the concussed enemy's chest thanks to the strength of his muscular frame.

Another guy down. 

The others looked like they were doing well. At least that was what Tzi thought. He didn't actually really have much knowhow there thanks to the fighting; but as long as their blood was real pumping like his was, he knew they'd be putting up the good fight. The grenade guy sounded dangerous, but the others were in top of that. 

He believed in their victory.