Balothiss also decided to follow the Masters orders and decided to assist Clotho who he had no idea was and sort of just assumed was another whelp who had joined the cause.

Balothiss was following along with Torrens horde and slowly made his way to the front to get a decent look at the battle field and unsheathed his sword Reaver preparing himself to assist Clotho, throughout the time he had been eyeing the others who had also came to assist Clotho.

Reaver hummed intelligently to his suprise, Balothiss was taken aback and he smiled to himself and scratched his face with a large hand as he wondered what else Reaver could do.

Distracted by his observations he heard the screaming of a mad man it sounded as though he wanted to dystroy everything with fire and wreak havoc to all which made Balothiss smile because he loved fire and he looked down at his hands which were gifted with conducting his fantastic magic that he was born with.

Yet he could do much more than throw petty fire balls and detect magic if he wanted to he just wanted to make his commrades think he was nothing more than a fire throwing half-giant.

He would do much more in due time he was just waiting for the right moment to unlock his full potential it all had to do with timing and luck.