"This could be a problem." Kane said. 

I walk forward.

"Let's just get this over with." I say. 

I charge. Lord Patrick follows me into the fire. I launch him up. He slashes them in the face. He jumps back down. Azura used her guns. She rotated between rounds. Stella used all her tricks in the book, swords, magic beams, balls of magic, and so on. Kane and Ciara seemed to be doing well together. 

Unfortunately, no matter how hard we hit them, they hit us harder. I was thrown back into a tree. I stood up. I can feel my bones breaking. I slowly stood up. I took my sword back. Rage. I needed to use my rage. I don't see this going well for any of us without me using rage. I think back when I was a child. I remember my parent's screams and dead faces. I remember the dreams that haunted me for so many years. 

I opened my eyes, and they were purple. I stabbed my sword into the ground. The fore was so great it knocked the Warlocks back. I charged. I created two blades and started slicing them up. The Warlocks drew back, and the ground was being sliced open. Stella looked concerned.

"Should we do something?" She asked.

"He seems to be doing a good job of it." Ciara said.

"This isn't good. He's being blinded by rage. He needs to stop." Lord Patrick said. 

Stella walked over to me while I was slicing up a Warlock. I look at her with eyes full of anger and hate. I see her eyes full of fear. There was a gentleness to her eyes. I look back at the others. They had the same eyes. I stop. I breathe. My eyes turn to normal. I was about to walk over but the Warlock whom I was destroying rose up and stabbed me in the back with my own sword. Not cool.

He threw me into Lord Patrick.