The orc trembles as Max approaches it, obviously not one to enage in melee combat.  His grip tightens on his crossbow, wishing that he had saved his bolt instead of waisting it on the other barbarian.  Suddenly, the barbarian lunged forward at a surprising pace, raising his mighty ax, and throwing his body weight behind a mighty swing.  The orc cried out as the blade sunk deeply into his body.  Staggaring back, the orc let out a howl as his blood poured out of the wound.<br/><br/>Even though it was obvious that the orc had more then one foot in the grave, the blow had not turned out to be a mortal one.  The orc was ready to turn and run, but noticed as the spell cast by his ally hit Max.  Instead, the orc slowly began loading another bolt into his crossbow.<br/><br/>