A War on Two fronts part 2

Rushing to the entrance of the mines along the way I ran into a few dwarves making there way to the top while some were making there way down. I quickly disposed of any I came across. But this reassured the light sweep we did would not cut it as it seems we missed a lot of pathways.

Once I reached the two large front doors they were swung open with what would seem a hundred dwarves were gathering in Formation while the tide of ratmen crashed into them slowly the ratmen would overrun them. But it seems the dwarves are quite skilled in this match up. Probably there were clashes quite a bit between the dwarves and ratmen in the underground passages when the collided in there tunnels.

"Bjova eth jarlethurkonr aundra."

"Bjova eth jarlethurkonr aundra"

"Bjova eth jarlethurkonr aundra"

Soon among the dwarves started yelling that out. Before a dwarf carrying a giant metal tank on its back ran forward with a hose leading to a nozzle.

Ya, I ain't letting that happen.

Reaching down I ripped a cart rail from the ground or well I tried all that happened was the creaking of the rail as I pulled on the solid piece of metal that is a lot sturdy then it looked. I groaned as all the dwarves looked back.

"SLOK HALAG"

"SLOK HALAG"

"SLOK HALAG"

"SLOK HALAG"

"SLOK HALAG"

Like a wildfire that spread among the dwarves that one saying spread.

soon half the dwarves turned around to me while all raising there shields and spears and even the flame trooper of there turned towards me.

"I guess I'm kinda a big deal, huh."

"Aldr arn monmur stall rir jemed. Tzjail rir arzavaz ilv arrive "

"You know not being in my territory has one hell of a setback. I can't tell what ya are saying.

"Dunkl halag."

"But I can tell when someone insults me."

Gripping a card in my hand a giant fireball appeared flying forward.

Behind the fireball, I charged forward trailing close behind the fireball catching on fire in my charge causing me to wince in pain at the start until the pain started to fade away.

Ohh how I love. Losing all feelings. I guess losing my head one to many times did have some effect.

As the fireball hit exploding in its uncontrollable fury setting all around it ablaze.

Grabbing the ablaze dwarf that insulted me. He would work perfectly as a club.

With my crooked grin, I started swinging the dwarf around like a ragdoll club he will be. I loved that feeling ya know the one of absolute power you have of another's life. That feeling as they fall deeper and deeper into pain and despair. I wish this feeling wasn't tempo...

A searing feeling could be felt all over my body as blood red flames engulfed my vision.

"You know I don't like being interrupted, When I'm having fun." pushing my way through the stream of flame that doing more chaos then good for them. I reached the spout.

POV. Flame trooper dwarf.

I saw an opportunity to kill the god and I couldn't let it go. I know I would catch some of my comrades in the fire spout but it was a sad must otherwise we would all die.

So I let all hell loose into my comrades trying to hold him down. I thought I won a god is hard to kill but what can it do against the dragon flame on full power. then I heard it a voice disembodied from the surrounding it was as if the mana its self was talking to me. The mana got thicker I could feel it with my very being and not a good type of thicker a suffocating and drowning thick like the mana was at his command like it was his eyes and ears.

"You know I don't like being interrupted when I'm having fun."

Then an arm reached from within the fire yanking me up. Losing my grip on the nozzle of the dragon breath it fell lifelessly to the ground. I was now face to face with horror it's self a skull alit ablaze with tendrils of muscle slowly wrapping around the skull. and then the mana around me once again vibrated with life. "Quite the scary stuff ya have there let's see how you deal with it."

Slowly the partially skeletal jaw opened and the fire spread out of it.

POV Back to Bob.

Looking at the tide of ratmen I am glad that the ratmen convinced me to allow them to come as just the sheer amount of them is insane. Easily 50 for every member of the group but the only problem seems to come from the fact 50 of them can barely beat one dwarf when the dwarves are working together. Also, they are quite cannibalistic as they rip there dead apart in seconds feeding themselves. Quickly finishing off the remainder of the dwarves that the rat tide was crashing into I fly up into the sky. Only to feel disappointed at what I see down below me.