"[i]I've heard your lot are damn hard to kill.[/i]" He voiced, shouting over his shoulder as he faced the enemy. He studied the explosions, not allowing himself to think of all the ways to ward off fire and explosives. There wasn't enough time to get through every single Wyvern soldier and ward them for protection. Wards and enchantments wouldn't work here. 
Frowning, Ruli's eyes traced the movement of the dolls. 

"[i]Well.[/i]" Ruli turned and shouted at Ed again. "[i]Let's rejoin them. What are you doing, just sitting here talking to a foreigner?[/i]" He demanded before he dove into the fray. 

He knew he wasn't trained like Ed and Kire's men and women. He knew he would likely be targeted, especially if these things could smell the magic in his blood, far more pronounced than the rest of the Wyverns and Armians. Let that be the case, then. Ruli pressed his thumb to the point of the axe he wielded, enough to puncture the skin and draw blood before he began to wave through the monsters. 
He went for the gems, swinging the blade of the axe into their chests. The first one turned its ugly eyes to Ruli, and the gem -[i]just[/i] missed by the blade of the axe- began to glow. "Mother f-" Ruli said, before he grabbed the thing and vanished. 

Back to when he'd unintentionally crossed their lines, surrounding himself and the rearing thing with its own allies. With a hard shove, Ruli released his grip and vanished again, reappearing to where he'd been, bumping into an Amrian soldier as he did. They both stumbled as the thing exploded. [i]Move quicker. Aim better.[/i] Ruli demanded of himself, and he went after the next one, decapitating first, then, a half second later, swinging his axe into the gem.