Whose terrible stride shakes the war-torn wastelands of Sakaar? Whose blind Shadow Priest calls for the blood of babes? Whose barbarian horde rides monsters through your nightmares? Behold and lament, my beautiful son, for the Axeman Cometh!

Slaves and guards alike are frightened of the new green monstrosity before them. The nomads question who this beast is, it is surly not the boy they were escorting, while this creaturensaves them itbisnnot their true savior. A stranger to them all knows the truth. The boy has half hulk in him, he informs the peplebwhat he knows, who Skaar is. The stranger warns Skaar to take some caution for they haven't preformed the ceremony to induce the stone skin. This slows Skaar pittle , makes quick work of the guards, slicing and killing them with ease and an almost sort of grace. The Axeman fearful and superstitious must notbloosebthis fight, he summons the last three dragons he has in his stable. Again Skaar is licked and drowned in thierbflames but this time it means

The once great and noble princes, Onaka, witnesses the flying dragoons in the distance and knows though Skaar is mighty and needs no aid, her once proud people need all the help any can muster. She runs into the fray, only giving pause when she realizes Skaars rage is so grave h won't be able from killing off the last dragons in existence ending the noble red skinned beasts forevermore. For now the battle is over, the barbarians retreat to the hills. Their shadow priests wars not to leave their two biggest enemies together to plot but the Axeman believes Skaar and Omaka will tear each other apart.