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"Thanks for weighing me down, squishy." Varrus responded in a joking manner as he stowed his auto rifle and approached the oversized acolyte attacking Orkrim  from behind.

When the hive raised its cleaver once more, it found its head locked between Varrus's hands. As the giant began to squeeze, the undead warrior thrust its sword over its shoulder, aiming for Varrus's head. The titan merely laughed as the jagged blade bounced off the side of  his reinforced helm, and responded by crushing the hive's head to bits of bone between his palms. While the ash of the slain warrior cascaded onto the prone form of Orkrim, a vibrant tower shield of gleaming void light formed upon Varrus's left guantlet, which he used to block the swipe of another nearby acolyte.

Responding to the new asailent, Varrus reached out beyond his shield with his free hand, and caught the acolyte's sword wrist in his grasp. With his right foot, the giant pinned the hive's left. Then, Varrus slammed his glowing shield into the immobilized hive, spining his foe to his right, and onto its face. Stepping forward onto the dazed hive, the titan planted his right boot on the abomination's back and placed his right hand atop his shield, slamming it down and severing the hive's head from its neck with the pointed bottom of the shield. Looking back to Orkrim, the giant spoke with a smirk behind his helm.

"So, if you're done playing damsel in destress, let's go help the others."