[@PaulHaynek][@Noblebandit][@Rezod92]

[b][color=ed145b]Skarsneek of the Red Hills[/color][/b]

Skarsneek cracked his neck as he looked upon his downed opponent as he caught the other falling from the horse, seeing that Cambiel finished his own. 

Seeing how their opponent's weapons, it'll look like close combat is definitely be what this pompous ass wants, which is why Skarsneek is going to make sure he's constantly in the worst range instead.

Those thoughts however was thrown to the sides as Skarsneek felt it from the ground, the sensation of multiple hooves burgeoning from afar until it got louder. Turning to the source, a stream of cavalry came pouring forward, multiple weapons swung and thrown towards them like an unending tide.

Swatting, dodging and evading to the best of his abilities, Skarsneek hissed as some managed to nick his skin. Then one axe managed to get past his guard and slammed into his chest. 

[color=ed145b][i]Shit![/i][/color]

Skarsneek was never more grateful being born a monster, regardless of gender, at this moment as he was sure it would've left a grievous wound instead of a severe bruise. Skidding backward and quickly recovering his balance back, Skarsneek eyes flicked to the sides. Aiming to roll out of the way to quickly get in the forest on his own. Since Cambiel is an angel, Skarsneek figured that he can fly and take care of himself, probably.

But before he was able to act on it, a sharp voice warning him to get down had Skarsneek quickly obeying it as he fell flat on the ground, though his staff was still positioned enough that he can stab upwards.


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[@FrogRFlowR][@Rune_Alchemist][@AzureKnight]

[b][color=f7941d]Gringor of the Ironhide Tribe[/color][/b]

Removing himself from the mass of the shoggoth slime, nary thinking or caring as Gringor strode away from it easily. Eyes already searching for his new quarry and hefted his ax against his shoulder. Even when Shizuka arrived, he barely acknowledge his question and continued towards the stragglers instead.

The rest of the army seemed put off by this as they all retreated, leaving him even more disappointed as he huffed through his nose. If all the invasion force was just made up of this useless chaff, then it would be extremely upsetting. He didn't travel this far just to get involved in a clean-up operation.

Though one caught his attention as he waved a [color=0072bc]blue[/color] torch before quickly tossing it into their vicinity. Gringor walked forward before looking at the torch, wondering what it was for.

He got his answer just as quickly as from afar, it was like the dark sky was lit up by multiple stars that trailed from a large amount of Varjan ships.

When the first stone landed around them, Gringor glanced to the [color=00aeef]torch[/color] idly. Then in an act that utterly defied common sense, he walked towards it, picked it back up before finding a higher place that allowed him to be [i]seen[/i], [b][i]stood[/i][/b] on top of it and then proceed to wave it mockingly for the Varjan fleet.

Ignoring the other boulders crashing all around him, Gringor continued this insane bravado before sticking the torch in place on the floor before finally leaving to join up with his already running comrades by walking instead of running as though he was walking through a park instead of a bombardment of rocks on a battlefield.

After all, the Varjans were so kind as to light up their rocks to tell him precisely where it'll land. Gringor thought to himself.

All the while, a wide grin came and he finally spoke out for once.

[color=f26522]"Ah...this looks like it's won't be a boring fight at all." [/color]