"Oh come on. You of all people!" He said as he rolled to the side, dodging the chop as he saw the green light. Then, as the Orc was recovering his ax, he swung his flaming fist and machete at the Orcs cheekbone... This was gonna hurt.
As soon as he heard about the ax, he got excited. He launched his arm through the wall, making a huge crash, surely killing or damaging whoever it hit.
He decides to go through the crack, directly into the fort, as he pulls out his machete in his robot hand, covering it in fire. "Maggie, tell me when and I'll begin the ground attack."
He stopped beside her, looking at the camp. Then he formed fire, covering his arm, and drew one of his pistols. "What ever you need me to." He said with a smile and a wink.
He followed her, only half listening as they walked. Then she started running, and he followed behind. "Who exactly is your father?" He asked, trying to figure out what problems he would have with bandits.
"Yes. We should be back by the morning." He said to Jen, trying to ignore the part about Brock. He continued to walk beside Maggy. "So, where was he the last time that you saw him?" He asked, trying to figure out where he could've gone.
"Aith? That name sounds familiar." He said, beginning to walk beside her after she stared at him, Gobbo following closely. "Jen, get some rest. You'll need it." He said to her, continuing to walk.
Not quite knowing how to react to her, he noted the inn's cheer, knowing that this was going much better than he expected. "Uh, I suppose that I could help." He said, hesitantly.
"Well, my friends and I are residing in the inn for the night. Also, my friend Gobbo would like to learn more advanced magic. I hope that you can help." He says with a smile as he steps to the side, revealing the goblin.