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[color=a0410d][h1][center] Azir[/center][/h1][/color]

Azir seemed to drop Brorin on his back, being glad he was awake. She had a big grin while helping him up to his feet. “[color=a0410d][b]Me glad you alive, little man. Me thought you dead.[/b][/color]” She patted him on the back, making him almost fall over again and turned her attention towards the barbarians coming towards them and screaming again while swinging her massive club above her head. As they came closer, she would swing at them, causing some of them to be knocked off their horse.  Most of them tumbled onto the ground, although some were left with crushed pelvis and hips. Blood was splattered on the grass, making oddly beautiful patterns.  A few barbarians were throwing spears or trying to attack her with their blades. Gaining slashes from their attacks, Azir grunted in pain but kept attacking them, using her big hand to smack a barbarian armed with a sword, grabbing another from their horse, biting the head off the man and spitting the severed head to knock off one of their attackers going after Omiku. Licking some of the blood from her lips, she couldn’t wait to eat their innards. Watching in amazement as the shadow girl was sucking up the blood of the fallen raiders. Although sneaking around was not her preferred method of fighting, she thought her abilities were quite curious.  The ogre protected Omiku by keeping her in the ogre’s shadow. 

The ogre was laughing while the savages were trying to bring her down. The human’s confidence in thinking they could beat her in a fight was quite amusing. She was using her club to knock the heads of a few barbarians with one clean sweep, at one point picking up a corpse and using that as a makeshift club and stomping forward using her considerable feet to kick the horses that they would be riding on. Doing her part to help defend the group, she was glad the first wave of enemies was dealt with. 

However, her victory was temporary. She noticed the second group charging towards them, and her eyes were focused on the Wyvern flying towards them. “[color=a0410d][b]Stay close.[/b][/color]” she said to Omiku while ensuring her huge body would give Omiku enough shade. “[color=a0410d][b]Me help crush em.[/b][/color]” Responding to the ice giant’s command and preparing herself for the incoming clusterfuck. 

By this point, her bloodlust had risen to a fever pitch. Not caring much for the necromancers bringing back the dead barbarians. She thought the two were very weak because they hid behind corpses instead of fighting their enemy face to face. She planned to bring down that Wyvern no matter what it took. This was mainly so she could brag and say she accomplished such a feat. Not looking afraid, she started running toward the soldiers, wanting nothing more than to rip their limbs from their sockets.   Azir got a good running start before jumping as high as she could. It was pretty impressive to see an ogre jump so high. She was slamming her club into the head of the wyvern. This, combined with the knife in the man’s face, caused them to crash into the ground.  This would probably help them deal with what she presumed was the leader. [color=a0410d][b]“Haha, you pathetic.[/b][/color]” Laughing loudly while reaching over to try and take the amulet around Thuk’s neck. It would be a lovely keepsake from this battle.