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

Gringor caught sight of the flying blood, his axe going through it before it felt like it was striking iron. Impact going down all the way to the bone marrow before it splattered all over him. Stunning his sensitive nose, able to pick even truffles from underneath the ground, covered in absolute tang and iron scent.

His head caught sight of the fire erupting towards him, and briefly, memories of yesterday event came and this time, Gringor knew what to do. 

[color=f7941d][i]He'll smash it aside.[/i][/color]

A singular and muscular arm flexed itself to the point that veins popped as he swung upwards. Ax head biting deep into the ground, staff bent from the sheer speed. 

Then at its apex, a chunk of the ground uprooted directly beneath the flames. Sending it upwards in large gouts, blood pounded headily as Gringor readied himself for the other attack. Waiting like a tiger for the moment where Alice attack descended before he'll initiates his own.

Though all his enthusiasm stopped when she suddenly staggered and vomited green blood. Actual green blood unlike the rainbow-colored he was just splattered in.

Moving forward, he just looked at the suffering Alice until she just left.

Huh.

Heading to the well, dumping water all over himself to clean off the blood. Gringor cracked his neck once, looked at Takeshi, the sisters and rabbit girl before changing his mind once again.

[color=f7941d]"I'll follow her,"[/color] With that declaration, Gringor slapped Takeshi in the back and headed out. It'll be a darn waste if one of their members died before seeing the great war.

Approaching her, with or without her consent. He loomed over Alice before thumbing towards a general direction. [color=f7941d]"So where youz heading?"[/color]