Frost took the position of a mid-ranged attacker while leaving the mana coated Hamon to face off against the rindar in close combat, curious to see the capabilities of this fabled colonel.
"Hehehehehe" Hamon chuckled as a mad smile began forming on his lips.
Don! Don!
He slammed his fists together causing a bright red mana to cover them and form strange runic shapes along his arms and back before he outstretched his left hand and beckoned or rather taunted the rindar to come at him.
The rindar nearly burst a blood vessel as his fury skyrocketed.
"Ahhhhhh!" He roared out before charging straight for Hamon, all four of his fists tightly clenched and reeled back. The leading rindar didn't have a weapon like his younger siblings instead relying on the strength and durability of his own body.
Scales extended along his arms and fists enhancing their size and power in a far less crude transformation than the youngest rindar.
