Hearing how many of the other party members were eager to spill fiendish blood, Orlando knew that it was time to act. At first, he took a few steps back, looking as though he was about to turn around and leave, but he then 'spoke' to the rest of the party telepathically, <Go!> before whipping around and charging. The warrior only needed to run for about three steps before making a leap with his weapon in the air, and bringing it down. For a moment, one could swear that his eyes had flashed red before striking, and that his weapon trailed a pale, carmine glow as it landed and cleaved into the first hezrou's flesh. Ichor fell to the ground, becoming a muck with the texture of mud as they blended together. The fat, toad-like demon was split from brain to belly, falling in half, but not having been cut totally in two, could only do it partly so before collapsing to the ground. Instead of organs inside the hezrou, however, there laid only a swarm of creatures that looked to be mutated poliwogs, slithering about in the sand.<br/><br/>((Alright, let's get going. Combo of Power Attack + Leap Attack = 87, and then with Ruby Nightmare Blade, that's doubled for a grand total of 174. Frog-demon's dead as dead can be.))<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>