Erend and Eccar didn't know. They didn't even realize.
The fire raging within their hearts felt natural like a righteous fury that demanded release because they are fighting the annoying but also strong opponents. It fueled their relentless attack and so driving them to attack again and again.
There was no space for thought and no room for doubt in their mind. The enemy before them was strong, and the rage bubbling inside their cores whispered that it was justified. They had to destroy to win againts them, no matter the cost.
Eccar's strikes became more monstrous now, his claws carving through the battlefield like blades of molten rock with slightly dark red light lining it. Each swing sent shockwaves that ripped through the ground, spewing magma and ash into the air.
His massive tail swept wide, breaking Krevak's golden barriers and forcing him further and further back.
