Morr joined the line of swordsmen and halberdiers, though currently every single Hellguard had their crossbow at the ready, aimed at where the beasts outside would break through, the splintering of wood becoming more audible by the second. A sort of barricade had been erected through use of overturned tables in hopes of slowing the creature's advance if only for a few seconds.<br/><br/>With a thunderous roar, the first creature, the most massive in structure with its arms so bulging with muscles that its legs were rendered insufficient, broke through, pulverized wood flying everywhere, to be followed by the familiar clatter of dozens of crossbows, the thing's skinless flesh incapable of withstanding the steel-tipped projectiles as it was riddled with holes.<br/>Screaming in pain and wordless hate, it tried to charge, made several steps, before stumbling and falling over dead.<br/><br/>After it, more of the wooden walls were crushed apart, while through the hole the creature managed to open more of its kin followed after, flooding in like a tide of bloody flesh and shimmering gold, individuals screaming often with more than one tongue, maws filled with knife-like teeth.<br/><br/>Screaming and cackling, the horde was met with a volley of bolts, dozens falling, ignobly trampled over by those following them, the bloody tide soon clashed onto the lines of the Hellguards.<br/>Where normal men would have given in to their fear, right to feel before such nightmarish foes, the Hellguards stood fast, knowing that it was either death or fighting against creatures like this. There one saw a Guard ram his shield directly into the twiste visage of a foe, before tearing its torso open with his sword.<br/>There one saw one of the beasts topple another Guard, its claw-like hands desperately seeking to tear through the man's armor even as he impaled it on his blade, it finally tore off his helmet, sinking its maw into his throat.<br/><br/>Almost above the chaos seemed the massive frame of Morr, standing as tall as even some of the biggest of the mutated madmen, his blade's wards alight as his sword, wielded with both hands, struck down again and again, he himself remaining utterly wordless amongst the shouts, cackles and cries battle.<br/><br/>Another section of the wooden wall broke away, more of the madmen storming in, charging at the dark-skinned fool that so seemed to prefer to stand in front of the line of Hellguards.