<span style="font-style: italic">Oh, that doesn't look like something I want to be on the receiving end of...</span>Enoch thought, eyeing the edge of the attacker's axe.<span style="font-style: italic">Ah, but I don't much like the thought of being burned at the stake for my "blessings" either... I guess I'll have to make due with the spear.</span><br/><br/>So, not wanting to get too close to the threat, Enoch pulls a long, slender shaft of wood from over his shoulder, where it was slung with a length of cord, and pulls the leather sheath from the end, revealing the blade of his longspear.<br/><br/>Adjusting his grip, he then prepares himself for a potential attack from the warforged, watching it for any sign of aggressive movement.