Axaleium lowered himself down into the bushes. He had been tracking Knucklerot for nearly three hours. The massive creature was a Scourge creation, one that he had to put down. He pulled his warblade close and narrowed his eyes.
"For the Fallen!" He shouted, running towards the creature as it turned towards him.
The sword arched out and parted flesh like paper, the Light burning it as it tore across. Arrows graced out behind him, slamming into the creatures shoulder and pinning it so it couldn't move that arm. A moment later, one more arrow hit, this one expoding and taking off said arm.
Amorianna was with him, she had been the whole time. Ever since he has her out, they had become like shadows of each other. Ax dodged the massive meat cleaver and seared flesh off at the beasts knee, bringing it down. More arrows rained out and hit dead on in it's face and eyes, blinding it. Another exposive arrow hit it in the chest, further opening it up. Ax's sword came down, taking off the arm and then arching up, wrapped in light, took off the creatures head.
They had done it killed it. With any luck, it would stay dead and they wouldn't be able to remake it. For good measure, Ax dug around in his bags, finding the flask of oil and his flint. They left when it was on fire, holding hands and smiling. This all just felt so right.
He simply didn't care that they walked in a Scourge infested area, they could handle anything this place threw at them.