((Okay, it's been five days... no sign of Khor. I'm getting this started, I'm tired of waiting.))
Duronos nodded to the group. They knew what to do. This was not going to be easy though. The paladin closed his eyes in a silent prayer to the light and shifted his body ever so slightly, leaning forward. With a roar, he charged into the room, heading straight for the nearest group of demons patrolling around the warlocks, mace raised high.
The Dreadlord looked up from those he surveyed at the scream. "What?? Intruders! Slaughter them in the name of Lord Delmhollow!"
A growl tore from the throat of the felguard as he raised his mighty axe. The dwarf was crafty though and managed to sidestep the attack, retaliating with a blow to the knee, shattering the demon's joint. Limiting one's opponent's ability to move is one of the simpler ways to gain an advantage in combat.