Cyrdic decided to keep his shield strapped to his back to block warding blows, grabbing his wolf-hilted longsword and charging down the slope as fast as he was able in such deep snow. While Camilla ducked and dodges and riposted to his left, Cyrdic took the center. His aim was at the man sized Gors charging up the hill. A particularly large one wielded a wicked moon-bladed axe, the hilt made of human skin. 

A smaller ungor was more nimble and quick however, running past his kin in an attempt to skewer Cyrdic with a well timed spear thrust. The Ostlander simply grabbed the haft of the spear once the beastman had stabbed forward, and he chopped the spear in two with strength that baffled the smaller mutant. Cyrdic did not halt his momentum, bowling over the dumbfounded beastman and snapping its back on his heavy boot, before his sword met the axe in a shower of sparks. 

Thaddeus made a good accounting for himself, initially. His greatsword had incredible reach and a fine edge, which he used to cut two smaller beastmen in half, and kept a larger one at bay as he weaved the blade back and forth. As Cyrdic lopped the head off of the Beastman he was fighting, he turned around to see the beastmen that had passed him bearing down on Thaddeus. The Ostlander quickly gained on them, and the first beastmen he caught unawares, he ran through. 

Fighting Chaos for years gave Cyrdic a particular hatred for such creatures, and his sword nudged him even further. With a satisfied grimace, Cyrdic twisted the blade inside the creature's side, and then yanked it out, igniting a terrible sucking noise as its blood spilled onto the already reddening snow. Thaddeus used the distraction to finish one of the Gors. "For Sigmar and his Imperial majesty!" he cried. 

Cyrdic grabbed the back of the last beastman's head, yanking it back as he drove his boot dagger into the beast's jugular. "For the Empire!" 

The beastman fell, and the two men were left breathing heavily. Camilla gave a curse in Tilean, but she seemed unharmed. A sudden, unnatural laughter broke the silence like a shattered glass, and Cyrdic snapped his head round to see. 

But there was no one there. 
[@Penny]