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Out of the corner of his eye Gorum spied the necromantic energies at work. "********' mages..." he grumbled, before he was knocked back into action by an Ogre smashing his face in and breaking his nose. Blood trickled into Gorum's mouth, whcih sent him into his Blood Rage. Oh ********. He let out a chilling scream and that shocked and startled all those around him, even the Ogre, which Gorum then sprinted towards, jumping headfirst into it's gut and winding it, making it keel over, and, before it could hit the ground it's head was neatly carved in two by Gorum's axe. In victory, he let out another blood-curdling scream. The blecks all around him charged, only to meet their doom. Left, dead, right, dead, left again, dead. Gorum was cutting Blecks down from all angles. A wolf-Bleck pounded on him from behind and pinned him down, trying to bite at his windpipe and tear it out. Gorum punched the wolf-Bleck in the face with all his dwarven might, dazing it for a second, just enough time for Gorum to bite into it's neck himself (ironically) and rip out it's jugular, giving it a painful death.

Rolling the Wolf-Bleck off himself and leaping up to his feet, Gorum ragingly leapt towards another Bleck, cleaving it's head through. It fell to the ground as he landed and spun on one foot, cleaving two more apart as he did so. He'd made a clearing of all the dead bodies. Across from where he was two more Blecks charged, Gorum charged back and slid between them, knocking them with either end of his axe to the ground, where he stamped viciously on both their heads until they were nought but a bloody, pulpy mess. A third Bleck charged at him, Gorum cut it's legs off and forced it to the ground, his face met it's. He gave it a powerful headbutt, knocking it to the ground to bleed to death from it's legs. He roared mightily, as more Blecks charged to meet their doom.

Gorum blocked an attack from one of the Blecks, and another from a different Bleck, which he then cut down. He was being overwhelmed, but still fighting on valiantly. If only someone were to come and begin cutting things up alongside our beloved dwarf hero.

This distraction gave Gorum an opening. Diving onto a distracted Bleck, Gorum pounded it's face in with his armored fists until it died of wounds and bleeding. He took his axe back up and cleaved through the gut of a Bleck the leapt at him through the air. Gorum rolled under the dead body before it hit the ground and as he came back to his feet he chopped through a Bleck foot, and through it's stomach as it fell.

"Mein Gott, I thought the Bear Cavalry was a myth. Well now that I have seen it, I cannot unsee it." -he turned back around in time enough to shoot 4 magic missiles into an Ogre Bleck, as it turned about He chanted once again. "Nay Ba Mo Aza....HELLION!!" Like lightning negitive energy leaps from Kal's staff and the Ogres head bursts into pieces. He smiled and looked into his book really fast. "Done these so far...need not waste much more..."

LaCroix too was in the middle of a large Bleck horde. His face and armor dripping with Bleck blood. 3 Blecks leapt at him swinging their crude weapons in feeble attempts to remove his head from his body.The first hit was blocked and the second Bleck had his weapon beaten away by a mighty backhand. The third missed entirely and LaCroix seized the Bleck by the arm and proceded to beat the other two to death. It was quite an amusing site, to see a Bleck be used against his comrades, the other surrounding Blecks however didnt see the humor, all they felt was sheer and overwhelming fear at this large bear who effortlessly destroyed alot of them at once.

While a few Blecks ran off in terror, a few bold ones decided to try and take LaCroix down. LaCroix grabbed one unfortunate Bleck and brought his face level with his, grinning he proceded to head butt the Bleck three times, each harder then the last. He then finished it off by slamming it down on the floor. A Sickening crack was heard as the head crumpled like tin foil upon the ground. He roared loudly and triumphantly. "WHO ELSE DARES TO TAKE ON LACROIX BARCLAY?!".

Kal saw glimpses of hi other comrades just popping up and having a grand old time. He snorted and tapped the ground three times, this caused the new fallen Blecks to rise and fight for their cause. He did see slight confusion in more of the Blecks faces as more of their Allies rose from the dead only to attack them and not the group of people they were fighting. Kal then turned to see another Ogre behind him. He smiled softly and stabbed his staff into his foot. As the creature bent down to pick him up, it moaned and held it's sides. The Ogres internal organs came to life and began killing it from the inside-out.

Kal smiled at the Elementalist and slowly made he way towards him. He laughed at what Throngar said. "Ah, your a nature type. Well don't worry my kind ONLY hurt those who seem like enemies, well that and summoning the dead is a great DEAL of fun!" he chuckled and he slid over back to where he was at fighting. He then chanted something dark and sinister like and produced a tiny undead cricket. He chirped and 5 more joined, they chirped and 20 more join. Soon it was a small swarm of cannibal crickets. He sent them to deal with a pack of Wolf Blecks to his right flank.