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Koglan looked at the Owlbear and was just running forward, or as well as the old Goblin can run. He gripped the hafts of his hammers. He ducked low and made his way around behind the powerful beast. As Brendan laid into the beast and Rom swept his club up and into the beasts beak. Koglan unleashed his first attacks. His forge strengthened arms bulge and with two even sweeps his warhammers slam into the Owlbears flank. A synced pair of whumps as the heads of the hammer sink through feather and fur. And into muscle. He jumped back as the beast kicked back with it's pained leg.

He turned only slight to see Gurs and Griz rejoin the fray. Seeing the beast rise he thundered his hammers into it's leg again, "Bring it down! Bring it down! Fell it, then lay into it. Weak belly! Chest and neck!" He laid into the beasts flank and leg again, working to wear away it's balance, "For the Clan! For the Ancestors! Strength in your arms! Trust in your iron!" He swung both hammers again and felt something give this time under this third swing. Something snap as the beast howled above him.