The demon was the only thing that caught Balothiss off guard it's laugh directed his attention towards it he swore in the giant dialect and backed of of the foray of combat dodging a dwarven axe and getting nicked by a short sword.

The infernal beast had set it's dreaded gaze upon Torrens and mightily roared about doom for everyone and apparently for somereason lumbered towards him, Balothiss thought the deamon was the masters creation and it was on their side.

Balothiss wiped the sweat from his eyes and forehead he was slightly confused by this and now was concerned for the team, he surveyed the area and saw a rabbit swordsmen and a few of his other comrades.

He lumbered towards them and joined them looking equally confused, he stepped towards the odd rabbit fellow Balothiss did not sheath his sword rather putting on his shoulder and stepping towards the furry warrior who looked quite small to him.

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[color=ed1c24]"You rabbit with the sword I am not familiar with you but we all work for the same master, this deamon is a problem rather than what I usually do I think I might as well work with people around me so what do we plan to do with this infernal fiend!"[/color]

He asked the rabbit man with an awkward disposition, he seemed quite awkward amongst the Masters other servants since they were all at the very least smaller than him and he did not really understand what sort of tendencies these people have.