Let the Beast out.

You have always been so careful.

You had to be, otherwise you would break something.

Or break someone.

You doubt that you have ever brought more than half of your full strength to bear on a person. Even when you were fighting for your life, you were always careful to not hit them too hard, lest they crumble.

You are sick of being careful.

You are going to show them just how powerful you really are.

You roar, setting your shoulder against your shield and charging toward the woman in the center at a dead sprint.

She is caught by surprise, and has no time to dodge you. The **** of your charge takes her off her feet, carrying her back through the doorway. her journey ends at the stone wall of the hallway. The impact jolts your body, and you hear a wet crunch, signifying the **** of your target.

You spin quickly, your shield intercepting a sword stroke meant for your head. As your shield does this on your left, your sword flashes wildly, cleaving the head from the assailant on your right.

As her body hits the floor, you strike out with your shield, bashing the final guard off of her feet. A swift downward stab spells her end as well.