You believe me to be fat... But I am an Elder.. I have heard of a hell hunter... You seem too weak to be him...
The Elder grinned and said, Your head will look good mounted on a pike...
He unsheathed his blades and charged Thrax, with astonishing speed dodged Thrax's defensive swing, and brought his blade to bear next to Thrax's head. With a quick swing, he slashed Thrax's throat, straight through his trachea.