Sampson gave a soft grunt of annoyance as the keen axehead sliced the air near the Ogre, not even coming close to contact with the beast. Sampson prepared another hack at the creature's legs before the Ogres were coated in a filmy veneer that glistened and gleamed in the light. The action was near instantaneous, and such an action could only be explained by one thing;<em><strong>Mages</strong></em>Sampson inwardly grumbled as he glanced back at the Sorceress and Wizard hanging back, the Wizard preparing an incantation while the Sorceress gave a teasing comment about his combat ability. A magic user giving him lip about wielding a blade, the gall of that girl!<br/><br/>Still, the Elven woman knew what she was doing, as the Ogres tripping and falling could attest. Aberik's display with the dragon just sealed the deal, causing what other foes that remained to either flee, or fall prone and thus be more susceptible to attack. Taking advantage of the Ogre's vulnerability, Sampson took a few brisk steps towards the flailing opponent before raising his axe over his head and, with a motion akin to chopping wood, brought the enchanted blade down onto the beast's belly.