Ola grinned, revealing a set of white teeth, like a bear finally freed from its chains.
White mist plumed from his heavy breaths. The eyes that once held the insecurity of his mixed heritage now burned with the pure fervor of a Warrior.
"For the Rock Breakers!"
He roared, his voice echoing through the valley.
The enchanted warhammer felt as light as a feather in Ola's hands.
The Knights behind him tried to form up, but they couldn't possibly keep up with his frenzied pace.
A Gray Swamp Giant Crocodile had just raised its head from the mud when Ola's warhammer was already upon it.
The warhammer came down like a pile driver. With a tremendous THUD, the creature's entire head, along with half its neck, was smashed into the ground. Red and white viscera splattered over a nearby Knight.
Another crocodile, stunned for a moment by Ola's sheer ferocity, hesitated. The Knights seized the opportunity, sending several handaxes flying into the soft flesh of its flank.
