[center]Ogre January 18th 8:15pm
Scar's Edge[/center]

Ogre was fast but the things shooting at him were faster continuing to pelt and prod until the ground collapsed or sundered ahead of him. A straight charge was far more difficult, that they were delaying him from his combat they started in the first place which added frustration on top of seething rage. Now they were taunting him as far as he saw it holding off time for the coward leader or champion who refused to fight him yet, wanted to see him weakened or tired out before hand. The thought made his adrenaline pump harder because he would not be denied nor would he let them get an advantage so a new way to close the gap was necessary though he didn't know what or how.

[color=saddlebrown][i]This is like mountains, jump! I need to jump![/i][/color]

The huge man sounded out a more triumphant roar as he begun hopping and jumping off the sides of craters or off protruding rocks to gain height while avoiding the worst of the ground he would have been trying to traverse otherwise which meant he was pushing through just that much faster. In fact now he saw the wall in front of him quite clearly making him grin as he saw the squishy humans on top or around it trying with little effect to repel him. At worst he had expected to be turned away but now it was time to teach a lesson to all of them why you don't attack unprovoked. Ogre scooped up a boulder from the rubble in his other hand as he closed in twisting off of a jump to throw it at the upper half of the wall at his attackers with almost glee. He rarely threw rocks because most things were fast enough to run away but a wall? He could hit that and maybe some of the offending shooters on top making it just that much simple to bust a hole right through it, felt like the right thing to do anyway.

The behemoth jumped again but higher to follow up with a downward smash from the demonic maul pulsing in his grip.