Baulder, Catacombs
Baulder dragged the now limp neck of hound out from underneath his foot and used it as a flail to smack the dead hound into another hound. It had worked out well rather well for him earlier so he figured why not do it again. Baulder turned to the pile of corpses where John Cena had been earlier and shouted "John look! They make better weapons then they do food!" Baulder said as he started laughing madly as he caught another ridge hound with an upswing of his blade. He figured John would have enjoyed the nearly completely clean cut that caused the hands organs to spill out onto the ground when Baulder pulled the blade out. Atleast, he was enjoying it. Baulder was sitting in a rut of hounds and was able to catch his breath.
He was having fun but this was starting to become tiresome. He weighed summoning John again but he couldn't afford to slow down the killing to do it. He looked around to the other students to see if they were having fun aswell. He saw a younger girl yelling at what looked to be a cat, which he found less funny.
You shouldn't be mean to cats. Baulder thought. Though he had seen her in one of his classes before, so he guessed it was a demon. He then saw one of the elf girls pulling something out of a casket. It quickly turned into a person he had never seen before and it confused him for a moment before another hound jumped at his face and dug it's claws into his shoulder. He laughed at it as he reached up over with his left hand and ripped the hound out of his own skin, sending his own blood flying onto the floor. He then threw the hound into the floor with both hands as he raised the hound over his head. He then stomped on the still struggling to move hound. Laughing more as the blood sprayed up towards him from a gash his clawed foot had made he hears something.
"Tyrael orders said! Kill the Naga!" A woman said.
Baulder turned towards the voice quickly and saw the snow elf shoot arrows around a wall. Then the ridge hounds obscured the elf and she was gone. "We kill the Naga then! These hounds don't have much meat anyways!" Baulder made a concerted effort to start pushing into the wave of ridge hounds. He pulled out his other blade and got low. Wildly swinging his blades and making contact a couple of times. However one hound jumped up and bit deep into his left arm. Baulder grimaced and stabbed his right blade into the hound, the hound thrashed for a moment before Baulder slide the blade into what he guessed was its heart. Baulder rounded the corner and saw the lizard people fighting through the hounds aswell. He could tell there were other people with them but the mass of bodies were obscuring them. "Be rent serpents!" Baulder said as he started laughing and cleaving through the hounds slowly towards the Naga.