Well, she certainly was shiny now wasn't she?
"Of course." His reply was short and curt, just as his nod was. He was still focused on the battle, his mind was reaching out, looking, searching, ensuring that they were safe. He didn't like the idea of people sneaking up on him and Angel, or any of those...creatures that the raiders were keeping here. He had to wonder about the goblin, and the beast that was somewhere in here.
His halberd was hefted as the men decided to charge at them, and he could only laugh at them. Fools. Such idiotic fools. Angel was doing something, but he had stopped paying attention for the time being. He was focused on the attack, assessing the situation, his mind working at incredible speeds now as he waited for the right moment. Angel had done something, her whips were now quite a bit more...fierce. "Try not to hit me with those will you?" He asked her as he noted one of the men burst into flame for a second before falling. She really liked her magic, he only wished that she would use a sword like a traditional knight.
He wondered how good she could really be with one, if all she did was use magic.
No matter, it was time for him to act. He rushed into the fray, careful to avoid Angel's little flame whips. He headed straight for the minotaur looking fellow, one who held a rather large hammer in his hands. Okay...this would be interesting. He decided to use the blunt end of the halberd, using it to strike the minotaur in the head several times. The minotaur was strong, but it was very slow, Paenloch was good, but he wasn't that good. He was a little slow in drawing back, giving the minotaur time to smack Paenloch rather soundly in the side. Once more...Paenloch's mind was quick to shut pain off...but he was pretty sure his ribs had been broken. That was alright though, as long as he kept the pain shut off, he would still fight.
He could heal later.
Right now, he turned his Halberd around, and simply stuck the sharp tip right through the minotaur's neck before slicing it sideways. A thick spout of blood shot from the beast's neck and mouth as it dropped the large hammer, clutching at the new wound. This would be one raider that wouldn't be getting back up. Using a running start, and his halberd to vault him forward, Paenloch struck the beast's chest with his feet, sending it reeling back into three raiders, all of them collapsing together in a mess of men and minotaur.
Hmph, good riddance.