This was what he lived for, what he had been trained for. With an odd amount of respect, he greeted the spiders that came toward him answering his challenge though he noted how they hesitated before their attack. The moment of hesitation all that he needed to make it so that when they leapt at him, he was able to dodge both attacks.<br/><br/>The first spider he allowed to jump past him with little effort, the Greataxe spun in his hand and as the second spider jumped at him, he took a step to the side and brought the axe in a spinning arc, aimed for the exposed midsection of the spider. As if blessed by Hextor himself the attack was pure perfection and struck true. The keen blade sliced through the midsection of the spider, separating the creature cleanly in half. Not to lose momentum, Durzol spun and brought the axe across the side of the spider who had first attacked him.<br/><br/>“Hesitate qoH may'Daq!” the orcish rolled from his tongue with ease as he yanked his axe back and shock the gore from its blade behind him.