Shula and Malachi were preoccupied with each other, trying their best to one-up the other. In the meantime, Akila was busy dispatching the Nexarians left and right, and it was no surprise the Nexarians were losing despite their ambush.
It seemed Malachi's taunts had an unintended consequence, unleashing uncontrolled rage within the Banurs. In the heat of the moment, they cast aside their honour and everything they were once known for.
The Nexarians, who had expected to face an unprepared and overwhelmed enemy, were surprised to see the ire the Banurs held in their eyes. Things were not going as planned, but they were about to worsen.
A brave noble tried to attack Akila, only for him to duck and sever the man's head with a smooth and practised motion. The blood marred Akila's face, but he was hungry for more. These mere droplets weren't enough to quell his anger. Panting, he got up, looking for a new target to hunt.
