Duran's eyes glew with the blood red heat of the bloodrage as it descended upon him.  In one swift motion, he rose from the depths of the mud he had been flung into and immediately began a chant.  Dark magic began to filter in from all directions as a chain of dark bolts formed around him and he launched them hard into the bog beasts whom had surrounded his party.  His aim was precise and deadly accurate puncturing holes through the beasts as they flailed wildly at the new source of pain.  Duran had no intention of letting any of them escape especially the one that had smashed his head open with the boulder that now laid by his side.<br/><br/>"Infernal beasts of nature.  We are of no threat to you, but I shall see to it that we are now."  The warlock's anger had peeked do to the rage that flowed through his blood causing him to charge madly into battle and jump back onto the bridge where his companions were already in the fray.  His blade drawn, he slashed at one of the beasts as they charged him; a clean cut into it's body left his blade stuck there, but the orc merely smirked as his freehand submerged itself into the hole that had been craved.  He appeared to be in danger for a moment, but closer inspection showed the bog beasts body slowly cracking and turning brown until it shattered under the warlock's grasp which held a large ball of fire in the center.  Tossing the fireball toward the nearest bog beast, he moved his back against the Draeni paladin's and held his blade at the ready for any other attackers.<br/><br/>"I'd say we're doing well enough now, but I suppose you'd rather talk to your mage friend. Not that I'd blame you after that little display of bloodrage."  The warlock said casually coming down from his rage as he looked about him in a calmer manner.  His body set on edge as he saw more beasts coming from the edge of the swamp, hurtling toward them in a frenzy almost as if they had been possessed by some foul spirit to kill them.<br/><br/>"We've got bigger problems right now."  He said pointing his finger toward the onslaught that was heading their way and slowly began channeling for a firestorm at their edge.<br/><br/>"Can you hold them off while I prepare this?"  He asked quickly as two bog beasts crashed through the bridge from the mushrooms above them and began to assualt Emerick aimming to tear his head clean from his body with tree branches they were using as mock swords.<br/><br/>