"Should there ever be something else wrong, then couldn't I just hide myself in the earth until your fire died out anyway?" Even if Hyarmenion were perhaps stuck in his anguished berserker mode he still could have thought quickly enough to do something like that in order to get out of a bad spot. That would have made things a bit easier if he were trying to save his own skin in any way.<br/><br/>"Did you want me to help with establishing the kill zone at all?" The elf felt that it was sort of his job, since he was the strategy officer after all. He was the one who was supposed to look at all of these borders and such before making a decision on which ones to mark and which ones to eliminate.<br/><br/>Of course, at this point he realized that the Imperial Army must have thought that they were all poisoned. It gave him some sort of sick satisfaction that was sort of outside of his normal personality. He was honestly looking forward to the action.<br/><br/>Usually he wouldn't have been like that, but at this point the war was starting to get personal. Each time they took out the life of one of his men, he felt the need to avenge it. Hyarmenion sort of saved that anger, hoping to use it soon enough.