Kaelthorn was unstoppable as his blade cut through all the attacks flying at him. He fought up close and personal with the light faction army, sinking his fangs into the paladins and knights without restraint. His bloodthirsty aura was completely unleashed for everyone to see.
Finally, the other group decided that he couldn't be left alone anymore, and a peak C-rank powerhouse stepped out to stop him.
A peak C-rank Radiant champion in full gold plate walked straight through the mess. He carried a sun hammer and a mirror shield. Light crawled over his armor like fire. He pointed the hammer at Kaelthorn.
"Blasphemer. Face me."
Kaelthorn scoffed. There was some sort of intimidation skill mixed in with the guy's shout, but it did not have any effect on him. He shook it off like it was nothing. "In front of my Master, you are nothing. Shut your trap and stop shouting in my ears! Even a hundred of you mean nothing to me!"
