"Don't come any closer!" ALulu shouted in a childish voice.
Her actions only reinforced the belief that she was scared senseless, even causing some of those hunting for targets to aim their attacks at her and Dorothy.
"How can one take pleasure in slaughter, these rules are too unreasonable!"
ALulu raised a tusk warhammer, taller than herself and made of sharp spikes and pointed edges, with one hand and gave it a light swing.
The hammerhead disappeared for a moment, only to reappear at her side.
The dozen or so people charging at her flew back at the same time, their weapons and shields either getting knocked far away or smashed into metal chunks, while the wielders either spat blood or their armor caved in, unable to rise from the ground.
With a casual strike sending a row of people flying, the warriors charging afterward quickly halted in their tracks.
