A mutant lunged at Giligor aiming for his axe -the gnarled claws wrapped around the handle of his beautiful axe. "How<i>dare </i>ye put yer hands and my beauty?!" The Dawi roared and with a kick of his short leg to the knee of the mutant, he brought it down to his level. The mutant hissed at him only agitating Giligor to dangerous levels. He brought his head back, and head butted him. The disgusting creature shrieked in pain as its nose was completely shattered. "Didn't ye know Dawi have hard heads?!" He laughed, then with a heave of his axe, he brought it down on top of the mutant cleaving the being almost perfectly down the middle.<br/><br/>When the elf spoke, he rolled his eyes. "Couldn't come up with a comeback, Knife Ears?" He taunted the female. Especially in the midst of battle, Giligor found himself in a euphoric height that translated into humor that others may have not understood. He engaged with another mutant, but he had his eyes on the female to judge how she fought. The way she went for her sword showed that her elf pride had gotten to her and obviously little quips would easily annoy her. Typical elf, but that would be entertaining for Giligor. He had yet to have a good challenge for a while, and if he could have a good little back and forth with someone for a while, he would be happy until he had his glorious death in battle. That wouldn't be soon. This battle was weak and only overwhelming because of the number of the little army. If he died here, it would only add onto the shame that he already had stacked on his shoulders. His death had to be glorious and fought against a beast. He still had yet to find that damn troll that had taken everything from him.<br/><br/>All of a sudden, a child cried out in fear and in pain. Giligor saw a toddler running away from a beast with three horns laughing with glee as he chased the little girl like it was some kind of hunt for prey. Memories of his wee sister hit him in the gut like one of Darwina's punches. His legs carried him across the field as fast as they could carry him. The child had fallen to the ground bawling as any child in that situation were. He scooped the girl up in his arms and held her close as the hatchet came down to strike his arm. He grunted as he felt his flesh split open and blood poor out from the wound and onto the rest of him. He put the girl back down and used his good arm to swing his axe. The smooth blade was imbedded in the gut of the beast. He yanked it free and groaned as he bent over. That wound would cost him if he wasn't careful. Still, his first instinct wasn't to worry about his wound.<br/><br/>Pulling the girl up, he looked her over to check if she was unharmed. "It's okay, wee babe." He reached into his satchel and pulled out a piece of red cloth. He used it to wipe her snot covered face before he placed it in her hand. He looked at a villager woman who was staring at them. "Now I need you to go with this nice woman, okay? Don't look back." He patted her head and turned her toward the older woman who scooped her up in her arms. Giligor nodded at the woman in a silent 'thank you.' He groaned as he stood back up with his axe in his good hand. "Now get you two! Don't let my kindness go to waste, and remember who saved you today! Giligor, the best blacksmith of all the Dawi Slayer's! Don't get yourselves killed!" He turned his back away from the two females and ran back into the fray of things with an injured arm.<br/><br/>He went back to where the female had been fighting, and he noticed a second female telling them that it was best to escape. His blood began to boil at the cowardice that was being shown, but what could he expect from a human female? They were nothing like the fierce women back at home who never turned from a battle, it was shameful and frowned upon. He grunted. "Woman, if you want to turn tail and hit the road, you do so. A battlefield is no place for anyone without the heart of a warrior anyways!" He lifted his axe up to stop a hatchet from splitting his skull in half. He groaned and pushed back against the axe until the beast stumbled back. He swung his axe and swept the feet out from under the being. "Knife Ears! Go on and get out of here with that woman! Save yourself!"