With a deafening roar, Grund hurls himself into combat, his immense, clawed feet digging into the earth for stability. His powerful, scaled arms swing his twin warhammers in devastating arcs, each strike sending shockwaves through the battlefield. The sheer force of his blows splinters bones and armor alike, his muscular tail swiping across the dirt, knocking enemies off balance. His fanged snarl spreads wide as he revels in the righteous battle, his reptilian instincts guiding his every movement
