[b][color=ed145b]Skarsneek of the Red Hill[/color][/b] & [color=f7941d][b]Gringor of the Ironhide Tribe[/b][/color]

"Don't worry about it, it happens." Skarsneek waved his hands to Yurine while he kept a straight look at Atsuha. [color=ed145b]"You know, when mom says she wants dad to pick up eggs, he brought back chicken legs instead."[/color]

Though when the mist receded, Skarsneek's eyebrow raised first before noting something was wrong. There's no wind and he can hear faint footsteps arriving, hands reaching for both clubs.

All attention went to the rapidly approaching pace before all good mood fled and a surge of annoyance when he saw who came, not at all welcomed in his opinion as he clicked his tongue.

[color=ed145b]"He's not a friend, and I'll sooner jump from a high cliff first than call him friend."[/color] Skarsneek corrected Yurine as he moved towards the high orc with annoyance, the latter rose from all fours and loomed over the former. [color=ed145b]"What're [i]you[/i] doing here?"[/color]

[color=f7941d]"Heard there was a fight." [/color]Gringor resisted the urge to spit on the smaller goblin and replied through clenched teeth. [color=f7941d]"So I come."[/color]

[color=ed145b]"Of course, of course." [/color]Skarsneek rolled his eyes.

Both of them however snapped their attention to the sides as a new scent of metal, robes and multiple footsteps sound came. 

Gringor nose flared and a broad smile came, Skarsneek eyes narrowed and twirled his clubs before snapping it into one quarterstaff.

[color=ed145b]"You want a fight, you get your damn fight!"[/color] He shouted, at first impression, towards the Dragon warriors. However, it was meant for the meathead next to him.

[color=f7941d]"Out of the way!"[/color] Gringor moved forward, axe in both hands and ready to draw first strike.

[color=ed145b]"The usual isn't going to work, you idiot!"[/color]

Gringor huffed as he raised his axe for an obvious downward blow towards one of the Dragon warriors, then at the last moment, he snapped himself backwards and switched his weapon for a downward strike instead towards the leg. 

The impact itself provided an unexpected resistance for the Dragon Warior, as Gringor didn't struck them with the axe of his head but rather the thick wooden shaft of his axe. Making sure to follow up, he tugged his weapon backwards to off-balance them and thrust forward with the head of the axe.

Whatever the other Dragon Warrior did to intervene, they'll find themselves interrupted as a stray stone struck them mid-way. Skarsneek quarterstaff to the sides and a stone ornament missing the top half.

[color=ed145b]"That's one you owe me!"[/color]

While that happened as Skarsneek put himself in the middle to support either his wife or the big lug, a cold chill went down his spine as he felt something awaken behind. Half-turning quickly, he saw Hinami rising from the ground and the air around looked ominous.

A rush went past him, Skarsneek barely caught it and Gringor thought Shizuka had arrived before both witnessed Hinami take down an enemy brutally.

Hissing, Skarsneek realized what that taboo punishment meant. This was not typical undead behavior.

[color=ed145b]"Atsuha, I'll restrain Hinami, web us if necessary!"[/color] Skarsneek roared as he felt his gut wrench, ignoring the rivalry between him and the orc for now. [color=ed145b]"Orc, crush the rest! The others, do what you want!"[/color]

It wasn't a proper plan, slapdash and rushed but it was a plan nonetheless.

So with that, Skarsneek's movement changed as his very footstep was nearly imperceivable despite him moving at full speed. 

He had no illusion that Hinami would be taken off-guard, his brain already moving and working out what she wanted. The basis of all living people, chi or spirit energy.

And what better source than a male monster, rapidly approaching from behind?

So if she turns swiftly for an attack, Skarsneek had already leapt upwards using his quarterstaff like an acrobat and swung it downwards to Hinami shoulder blades, not to destroy but to use her body as a spring board to continue his arc by landing behind her.

[color=ed145b]"Hey, sis. Want to play catch?"[/color] He smirked despite the rising fear pounding in his heart and split his staff into half again. He need to take this into the extreme close-quarter.

Gringor only grunted in the meantime as he focused on the Shizuyaman completely. The latter was completely battle-ready and the morning training fresh in his mind.