His armor and sword slowly gain a golden color and it's as if a light gathers around him. The flames caused by the arrows seem to be drawn towards him even though there is no wind that causes them to act like that. He himself doesn't seem to understand why it's happening, but he doesn't pay much attention to it. His eyes are focused towards the direction he hears screams and clattering of swords. He's ready to fight and show the enemy that they do not rule these lands.