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Brutal was the counter charge against monsters. Where before they had trampled over their lines as if they were ants now the boot was on the other foot. Now it was Man that trampled the monsters underfoot. Now it was the beasts that were crushed, trampled and slaughtered. The Warden in in all name and right kept the tattered banner of Tepes flying high weapons pointed to the enemy's lines.

"Onwards men! Drive them back over the hills! Force them back into the pits in wich they came and ensure than they never return! Onwards! KILL THEM ALL"

It felt right. This battle, the combat the enemy. It all felt natural it felt right. As if he were made for this very moment. For this very purpose. The destruction of all monster kind. The thought of his purpose in thi existence made him halt for a moment. But it was just a moment before he continued on bashing all those that were left untouched by his savagery.