Chapitre 88: Scene LXXXVIII

It was gruesome for smaller creatures held back those charging savages from reaching the high heads. Yet those leading them had many dreadful experiences to find the situation as a hazard… For what they excelled at was feeling the rush of violence, born solely to butcher the hunt their eyes had already denied from further existence as a menace... And continue as the prey.

"Kir!"

"Ai aieeeee!!! Ya got tha stone but I'll knock the roots first!!"

"Hah! Ya won't pierce–" — Rushing through the battleground in enhanced senses, Aslak knocked the two dishevelled beasts hindering his path, coming back to smirk at the blood splattered of many that had stained most of his skin that had become visible at the dismissal of covering furs to fight stronger. — "–Even parchment with a broken arm!"

"Kh! Oi!?? Ya brutes help out here! I'm dealing with three?!" — Getting surrounded by the muppets of a rooted high men, Kir yelled at the also busy savages and guards.