Hextehe looked at Jack again and wondered if fate had made the fool come walking back to them. Clearly he didn't believe that he could best them both. Three to two odds were easily in their favor. He smiled as Beldak turned towards him and asked him the question he was hoping to hear.<strong>"Of coursse. Which of them do you wisssh to see died firssst?" </strong><br/><br/>He drew out his spear from his back and placed it in front of him. He wouldn't need his shield now. In his weakened state he didn't need something to throw off his aim. He didn't want it to get dirty either with their blood. Nodding towards Beldak he waited for the next move. Ether Beldak would say something or he would just charge them.