[Grell slide to a halt next to Marco, an excited grin on his face. He flailed the arm with his scythe, unable to contain his joy at the fight and gave a squeal.]

This is so much fun~! [His joy was short lived when green eyes blinked at what Akiela was doing and realized what would happen. Grell tilted his head to the side before teleporting again, appearing above the uninjured limb of Elvoret. With a cackle, Grell swung his buzzing scythe down onto it, hoping to speed up the eventual impalement onto the spear.

It also meant that Akiela would possibly get hurt more, and sooner. Oh well!]