[center][h2]To help a Spider[/h2][/center]

Wrath made a point to deflect how he knew the Broodmother, instead reminding them that how he knew her was less important than what she needed them to do. He was silent during the trek, but when the spikes sent the broodlings fleeing, Rage Bringer was free of it's place on his back, his body shifting into a ready position as he held the blade towards the source, which proved to be a group of Assaults, purple energy lacing through them, with the purple energy causing cracks in their spikes. [color=FireBrick]"Well, this should be interesting. Be a good work out at least."[/color] As the lizards rushed their small group, Wrath moved forwards to meet them, his great sword arcing overhead towards the one closest to him.

Whether or not the blade found it's mark, he would roll to the side, pulling his crossbow free and unleashing a quick flurry of bolts on the other Assaults as he comes up on one knee.