Dosschok caught the axe as it returned to him and ignored the fire. Foolish humans. They deserved to be enslaved and would be again when Set returned to Earth.
The car was a different story. Dosschok waited until the last second and dodged out of the way. The woman, the very large woman, who threw it was impressive. She could be a possible candidate to be a bride.
He went after the spellcaster, charging as he brought the axe back for a strike.
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