The golem lifted its massive stone arms in preparation to crush the nearest enemy. Unfortunately, that enemy was Koloch. Just a moment before the humanoid boulder decided to bring down its fists upon him, a tall robust figure got in the way with a massive shield held up high with both hands. Only one word was heard before the impact of stone upon reinforced wood: "MOVE!"

Only a second after, the shield was splintered thousandfold by the force of the golem's slam, staggering its wielder away. Ushgar did not know if Koloch managed to get away when he took the brunt of the walking statue's attack. At least he didn't feel that he trampled over someone. His head was ringing and the pain in his shield arm was almost too distracting. He really hoped it wasn't broken and if it was, that the battle frenzy would kick in soon. And his shield was virtually non-existent aside from the remaining metal hand grip. However, the golem did not share his concerns and distracted by the orc's size, it decided that Ushgar was its primary target. Its next blow was a direct body hit which made Ushgar take another step backwards and instinctively reach for his maul hanging on his belt.

The golem went for another punch, but this time, the big orc manged to evade, if barely. That gave him an opening to start hammering at the animated chunk of rock. Unaware of anything around him, Ushgar focused only on bringing the thing down in a silent fury. One blow managed to remove the lower half of the golem's sculptured face, but the head was still on its shoulders, defiant against orcish strength. Though Ushgar left some dents into the rock monster, the fight was far from over, emphasised by the fact it blocked Ushgar's latest attack and punched him straight into the right side of his face. The orc tasted blood in his mouth, though fortunately he did not feel anything out of place with his tongue. The moment of distraction cost him another hit and he nearly landed on his backside. But the next blow was countered with an upward swipe of the maul which somewhat damaged the golem's arm joint.

Looking at this silent exchange of blows, one would wonder who was the orc and who was the golem. But Ushgar was actually at a disadvantage here - he lost his shield and the golem's fists had similar effect like a warhammer, making his heavy plate armour nearly useless. The force of its blows needed only to move his steel to crush his bones and organs. The only good side of the whole situation was that the metal was too thick to be dented else he would have been in an even bigger pickle with crushed armour poking his already tenderised flesh. If only he were bigger or the golem smaller, he could lift it and deny it any advantage it had over a living creature of flesh and blood, but fate is seldom favourable in these moments. To add insult to injury, the magical automaton came to the same conclusion and grabbed Ushgar by the torso, lifting him in the air with no effort with the intent of throwing the orc.

Confused and more than a little bit distressed about this turn of events, Ushgar began to kick and hit the golem's head with all his might, cracking the stone where one of its glowing eyes was in the process. For reasons unknown to the orc, the golem dropped him while motioning toward its head. In a moment of odd clarity for him, Ushgar started to maul the golem's legs in the hopes of whittling its legs to a breakable size but the amount of blows he had taken previously made the task increasingly difficult. But he persevered in the self-appointed task, forgetting that the golem inexplicably wasn't bashing his head in. Maybe he didn't even care about it as he was trying to save his superior officer from certain death by clobbering.