Each mace blow is painful; for each one he can parry, two more strike him. He crashes into a several glass cases, and is slower to get up each time he is knocked down.
The pain is intense, but Rex will not be easily beaten. The only people like Tharok that Rex has every fought are Carter, his mother, and Hope. It is telling that Rex has never beat any of the three in an straight fight.
And if his mother beat this man, Rex knows he's in deep shit.
"My sister...is not one's trophy. I'm gonna carve your wings off an show you what a trophy is..." Rex snarls, readying himself to attack again. He's got to stop Tharok here, now.
He hopes to whichever God or Goddess is listening that Nic doesn't decide to come down here.
Warhawk roars in pain and rage, then lunges to level a bone-cracking blow to the top of Tharok's head, raising his mace high and bringing it down with force enough to crush stone, or a skull.
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