En garde!

"Speech"

The combatant under Malachai's paw's squirmed frantically, trying to break free and he was forced to quickly finish them off. He lifted his head, licking the imaginary blood from his muzzle and watched the girl for a moment. She didn't seem like her other siblings, at the very least she seemed to embrace him joining in on the fun so she was better than her sister, and hadn't insulted him upon first looking at him so had started off better than her brother... though it would remain to be seen if she'd prove to be just as fun as him. She called for a charge and Malachai leapt of the corpse of his first victim to launch himself at the nearest enemy.

He bowled them over with a might swipe of his paws and leaned to the side to bite at the shoulder of the next target beside him. He growled and tangled and run around swiping at the air until he was nearly out of breath. He paused for a moment, panting and watching the girl again, looking to see if she felt they had cleared out all the enemies or not, taking his cue on their fight from her rather than his own mental images.