Jurrix the Striker

Zone: Badlands

Oh, you want to talk? Fine. I'm Jurrix, the only merc here with half a brain. The only one with any bite to my attacks, too. The only reason I keep these meat shields around is to keep myself from getting killed. Listen, you're the boss of this operation. You give the word, and I'll send a fireball right through your target's heart. If things start getting hectic, I can even warp time a bit so you can fit in a few extra attacks. Why don't we go try fighting together?