The moment that the attack order was issued, all the barbarian warrior's aura changed into a damned bloodthirsty one, as they started running towards Roy's camp like hungry wolves.
Their screams were loud, and crazy as if they wanted to destroy the enemy's morale even before fighting, and with their numbers, it looked like it was impossible to drown their sounds.
Roy had to accept that if he was the normal guy he was before coming here, then he might be scared shitless as he heard those screams and saw their blood-lusted faces.
But he wasn't that guy anymore, he had grown quite a bit, willingly or unwillingly by hook or by crook he had grown up quite a bit.
Right now, he could only feel Goosebumps all over his body, but nothing he couldn't control. The most important thing though was the fact that he was excited.
Yes, he was excited! Extremely excited!
He could feel his blood boil inside his veins like molten lava, as he couldn't wait to enter the battle and start fighting.
