<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/474x/fb/05/19/fb051978a5365a01ace8ea1c66d1609e.jpg)</div>Howling over the roar of the wind comes a shout of enormous rage as the barbarian enters into the sanctuary. His eyes flick across the battlefield as he sees himself abruptly facing opposition. Before he can get another word out, Morgan's spear sinks into him, driving him back towards the bridge.<strong>"Far worse?"</strong>he bellows, "<strong>There are non worse than Dofrak The Beheader!</strong>" With that, and the spear still in him, he swings his enormous axe in a wide circle, nearly catching the orc in his zeal. After a first swing to attempt to encourage Morgan back a step he shoves the head of the axe at her, trying to catch her body and push her to the ground.<br/><br/>The orc who ran with him stands up and snarls at him,<strong>"You daft human piece of shit, get the slime!"</strong>With a quick glance he catches sight of Machiko putting on her razor glove. He slams his twin clubs against the ground and hurls himself towards her,<strong>"I've got the dragon. We don't need to down 'em, just keep them busy. Knock 'em out if you can, so long as you keep 'em busy."</strong>The orc moves with quick steps for his size, swinging his clubs to try to bash the glove out of the way while also swinging to try to take out Machiko's feet.<br/><br/>With a crack of thunder, the dark clouds filling the sky finally open, a heavy rain setting in and falling on the fighters immediately. The dusty top of the plateau threatens to become slippery, but the campfire continues to burn as though nothing has happened.<br/><br/>Across the canyons, the other raiders have gotten their feet beneath them. The survivors who aren't tied up in fights will surely see them charging along the same path their compatriots came. The dwarf and the dragonborn recover first, but seconds later the two elves have past them, sprinting with huge steps. The archer turns his attention back to the sanctuary, frowning deeply at still not being able to see any targets. Despite this, he begins firing at the camp, shooting arrow after arrow towards the plateau. Whether he can see or not, there's a risk there that a lucky arrow catches someone.<br/><br/><strong>Survivors, what do you do?</strong>