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Things crank up a notch within the room. What started out a fairly standard space has quickly dissolved into cramped, embattled quarters. The axe bites into Carthen's arm and he yells in pain even as he feels the other half-orc brush in behind him to assault Ihrin. Knowing that his short timed comrade has put their lives in his hands he attempts to shoulder check Tarth away.

He follows along and pushes out with both hands at Tarth, removing them from Ihrin, giving them some breathing room. He takes a moment to draw out his light hammer, the handle resting easy in his hand from all the times of breaking kneecaps.