Cole had to be honest, he was quite Impressed, the Elf general had blasted him away with energy and even as his body was flipping away at extreme speeds that even Cole, he had still been able to use his bow and put an arrow through Cole's knee. Bone were broken, skin was burnt, for all intent and purposes Cole was not supposed to be alive.
The General had put everything he had in the attack he just deliver to Cole, yet Cole only swore in annoyance as he got up and began to hobble towards the battlefield once again. The soldiers that were behind made way for him, the looks in their eyes was one of shock, but they could not hide their revulsion, horror, hate, admiration and arousal from Cole. It was weird but he felt stronger, like the emotion they were feeling from his actions was strengthening him, empowering him.
