Talianna noticed a powder discharge in her peripheral, though in her hazy blood lust it sounded a thousand leagues away. The line of Kurgans was drawing closer, each of them thick with slabs of muscles and long beards that crackled with interwoven fingerbones. They all hefted large two-handed axes, maces and swords; typical weaponry of the Kurgan. It was no match for a Nauglir however.<br/><br/>Bloodfang simply bit the first man in two, her jaws closing around his torso and severing everything below his belly from the rest of his body. Already she was on to the next target, dropping the Kurgan in a bloody mess as her jaws closer around another, shaking him in her mouth hard enough that the pop of bones was audible. He too fell into a heap, pain and shock shutting down his brain and heart. Human flesh wasn't Bloodfang's favourite food, but hunger drove the beast on. Axes and swords slithered off the Nauglir's smooth scales, a few only just cutting the flesh and being rewarded with the jaws of the rabid Cold One.<br/><br/>Talianna quickly dismounted, she'd be more effective on the ground than on Bloodfang. She gutted one Kurgan instantly, opening up his belly so that his innard fell out like a split sack of eels. He fell to his knees, trying to push them back in as Talianna beheaded him with a simple flick of Hatetongue. The runed blade hissed and growled now, tasting blood. The Elf side-stepped a hammer blow as though she were simply letting someone by, Hatetongue flickering out to slice the Kurgan's hands away. The Kurgan stared for a moment in disbelief, that was all Talianna needed to split him from groin to chin in one smooth cut, blood hissing as the man fell in two.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>