Seeing their leader's desperate counterattack and hearing his inspiring roar, all the fear and despair in the hearts of the surviving Gray Dwarves were instantly replaced by a more primal, more ferocious emotion.
The fires of vengeance.
"For Durag!"
"Kill them all!"
Earth-shaking war cries once again echoed through the cavern, this time filled with catharsis and power.
They were no longer on the defensive. Like wild beasts freed from their Chains, they brandished their War Axes and Warhammers, savagely pouncing on the Bottom-dwelling Demon Fish that were still writhing in pain and moving sluggishly.
The tide of battle had completely turned.
Without the protection of that strange Force Field, these ancient Demons revealed their vulnerable side.
The Gray Dwarves' weapons could finally land solid blows on their pale bodies.
Sharp War Axes easily tore through their slick skin, and heavy Warhammers shattered their hard skulls.
