Gaul, barely noticing Blaze’s shouting, finishes his incantation and suddenly he’s swapped places with Flame. [i]Hopefully they can manage to take care of her until I get back[/i] he thinks to himself as he strides forward slowly. 

“Wyrd Engines? Extra arms?” His lips curl upward menacingly as he feels his power roiling in his veins. “Surely you can do better than that.” He slowly and methodically removes his tunic and furs to reveal the rippling muscle beneath, stretches to his full height, and bellows a war cry that reverberates through the chamber. Both eyes gleam with starlight from deep black pools, the Eyes of Fate fully unleashed.

“Best for you to hit me with everything you’ve got, or this will be easier than a [i]Hallingkast*[/i].”



* https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Halling_(dance)#:~:text=The%20Halling%20(hallingdansen)%20is%20a,men%20at%20weddings%20and%20parties.