Kharne's ears perked up slightly when S'venia spoke, the soldiers were quiet despite the sudden onslaught of wind and cold. [color=red]"It's not supposed to get to the freezing point for some time..."[/color] He muttered, mostly to himself. He was affected by the cold more than the others judging by the steam wafting from his exposed scales. The behemoth burning at a much hotter temperature than the rest of the commanders.

He went to the door and placed a hand on it just before the loud electrical sound and a portal came into existence over the table that was used for planning out the soldiers movements. A book, unhappily groaning, landed, and S'venia picked it up and told off the title. [color=red]"Sounds like the title of someone, not the title of a book."[/color] He rumbled out before she said the soldiers were in danger. That was a given since they were soldiers. But she clearly meant immediate danger.

The horseman commander mentioned a watch tower. Snorting he shoved the door open before speaking. [color=red]"I [b]am[/b] the alarm."[/color] Kharne stated as the door closed behind him. Inhaling enough that his chest visibly swelled from the size of his lungs. [color=red]"GET YOUR ASSES UP AND ARMED, ARMOR ON, WEAPONS BARED THE ENEMY IS HERE!"[/color] He roared, his voice actually shaking the house behind him with how loud he hollered.

Reaching over his shoulder he undid the clasp for his gigantic red crystalline sword and pulled it free. The giant's eyes roamed the area as he slowly stepped forward, making way for the other commanders to come out. His ears swiveled while his nostrils flared. He was actively hunting for anything out of the ordinary among the camp. Something that didn't smell, sound, look, or even feel right. The joys of having animalistic senses and instincts.