The Xir'algath cocked his head, confused. His eyes were then wide with shock when he realized what was happening. He screamed as his body was frozen. a few seconds later, The ice form shattered, and Runa, Bones and Cydonia were released from the tentacles. The Xir'algath squirmed as it regenerated itself, the broken pieces of its body molding together. He stood up, glaring down at the warriors.
Suddenly, a large axe blade burst through its chest. The Xir'algath screamed as it was violently ripped apart by a large, armored being, with four arms and Wolverine claws. As he discarded the lifeless, mutilated pieces of the Xir'algath's corpse, the being's armor suddenly crumbled away, and he shrank down. The Wolverine claws, along with the extra set of arms, had disappeared. Now standing in the being's place was a well-built man with a short, wearing armor and carrying a sword and shield. He had the appearence of a seasoned warrior, with years of combat and experience under his belt.
"You guys okay?" Mark asked the strangers that he had saved.