Menoman

Tos, the warrior of the gargoyle duo, was completely unaware of the squirmish just 200 feet below him. He had no seen the people enter the woods, and he could not sense them he had no magic abilities at all. He was brute strength, three times that of the rock hard orcs. He was also quite a bit smarter than the orcs.

Just then he heard Kos' voice in his mind. "Get down here brother! I'm not sure I can relinquish this magi or whatever the hell it is by myself!."

"What magi?" He thought to himself, unable to communicate back he swooped down toward the woods, just before he got to the tops of the trees he arced his descent to just slice the tops of the tree's making them shake violently, branches cracked, his largest talon sliced off a quite long 6 inch wide branch and sent it swooping to the bottom of the forest. Then performing a quick flip and finishing it with a head long dive toward the glow he knew well that was his brother....

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