Grimwauld stepped forward as the others retreated, sighing at the disorganization that he had just seen. "These bredran are don't have the dread in them, they'll learn when the time comes. As for you brudda, you can prove your strength against this one here, the warden of the dread lands." He said as he lifted his warhammer and greataxe from the ground, grasping them in each hand before looking at Hawker. "These men were weak, arrogant, hungry, dis one isn't."