CHEF'S POV:
The massive mountain ogre grunted and fell onto one knee as Rufus took a quick shot as he ran past him. Coward. The three daggers plinked off of his helmet, of which the only part left open was his mouth, and he looked up at the three Blood Wolves that approached him, with their wicked weapons. Chef grunted, and stood back up on both of his legs. By the smiles on their faces, Chef could tell that these three idiots didn't know what they were dealing with. Sure, he was an ogre, but not one of the stupid little shits that lived down in caves and swamps. Mountain ogres are a civilization in their own right, and certainly not even in the same league as regular ogres. Mountain giants paid their respects to mountain ogres, not the other way around. Mountain ogres also had a power that regular ogres dreamed they could possess. The Hunger.
Chef, being an fully grown and fully fledged veteran, was in complete control of his Hunger, and as he looked at his opponents, he could feel it building up. A faint red smoke started to come off of his shoulders, and his ankle wound knitted itself up. Chef released a guttural sounding growl, and advanced. The woman with the grappling hook lashed out, and Chef caught it in his free hand. For his size, he was dangerously fast, as the giant killers would soon realize. He tugged Akia off her feet and sent her flying towards him, spinning her around like a flail. The other two advanced, and Chef continued in his walk towards them, unfazed by their battle cries.
Foy was next. He swung it at Chef's knee, but Chef was way too well armored and way too strong for the man to even hope to hurt him. Chef thrust his knee towards the man as he swung, and when his knee clashed with the hammer, the hammer bounced off, leaving nothing but a dent in the armor and causing it to fly out of Foy's grasp. Maliha thrust her polearm forwards, and she managed to sink it into a chink it Chef's belly armor. Chef huffed some air out of his nose at this, and watched her try to pull out the weapon, only to find it stuck. With one swing of his cleaver, she was made two separate people, her upper body flying towards Rufus like a screaming cannonball. Chef pulled out the polearm, and tossed it aside.
Chef stopped spinning Akia around by her own weapon, letting the chain coil around his wrist until he caught her in his hand. She pulled a dagger out and started stabbing his hand, but this had no real effect on him. He quickly brought her up to his mouth, and bit down, removing most of her upper torso. He chewed for a few seconds, before swallowing, and then ate the rest of her in one bite. He let out a pleased groan, and felt his wounds heal faster.
Suddenly, something hit him in the knee again, and this time he fell over, not expecting Foy to get his hammer back so quickly. Foy followed up with a hammer blow to the head, which, apart from denting the helmet and disorienting Chef for a few moments, only served to piss him off. Chef lashed out with an arm, and grabbed Foy by the upper body. He brought Foy to his mouth, and bit one of his legs off, swallowing it whole. He stood back up, and promptly threw Foy straight down into the stone floor, breaking every bone in his body. Chef stomped on him, and Foy burst like an overripe tomato.
SMED'S POV (sorry for shortness on this bit.):
Smed was put slightly behind Rufus by having to weave between Chef's legs, but he was back on the chase, the thrill of it all intoxicating him. He started to build up speed again, and started to gain on them again. "~Come back, Pigeon! I'm not done with you!~" He called out in a sing-songy tone, his voice distorted by the demon's. As he sped after them, he started to build up another glow in his mouth, and from his mouth jumped replicas of him, made of fire. They cackled and laughed as they floated in the air for a bit, then sped through the air, not towards Rufus, but towards the wolves accompanying him.