A howl echoed into the sky. Hunter bound toward them, his muzzle noticeably stained with dark blood. His hunger satisfied, he was back to his senses and growled in anticipation of a challenge.
The ranger climbed back up onto the wall to stand by Jupiter, having commanded the wolf to provide support to the front liners. Apparently, some strange presence issued a challenge to one particular person-- Spellblade. Nero Spellblade, the illusionist, she remembered. Taking down a powerful foe... Now that was a feat she wanted to pull off. Her fist clenched around the riser of her bow, remembering how that bastard monster slew her back in Brinestar. But, this was the spellcaster's battle, and she knew that she was needed back at the wall even more now that Brass had gone on ahead. "Hope you guys left me some Undead to punish," she said to Jupiter.