[spoiler]His* copies. They're all guys.[/spoiler] Teriar, or at least one of his copies, lunged forward and stubbed towards one of the soldiers Hamilton shrugged it off, his heavy armour allowing him to do so for the most part as he slammed his Hammer into the ground. The ground then split, creating a small hole that several enemy troops fell into. "Lamb towards a slaughter!" Jeremiah yelled, catching a bottle and throwing it back.