The undead beast fell and a roar of victory was heard from the nations of Tyria. Endless battle cries, clashing of blades in victory and pounding of armour on armour in signs of companionship. The three charr roared in approval before something unsettling kicked in, looking around they realised they were a man short
"Hold on.. where's Loki?" Muddy rumbled out softly, looking around the scene of victory attempting to spot the dragon helmed charr, only spotting Pact troops and fellow Tyrian fighters.
"Hrrrmm.. he should be around here somewhere, it's not like him to wander" Rytlock growled out softly, shaking his head a bit.
"Maybe he's hurt somewhere..?" Tybalt rowled out worriedly, glancing around anywhere for signs of their companion. Not far from them the sounds of rubble being shifted was heard, bricks from fallen structures after the battle were shifting slightly until a dimly glowing broken gauntlet bursted out, weakly grasping at the air before falling limp. Muddy caught the noise, turning to face the rubble before his eyes widen.
"That's his gauntlet! c'mon!" Muddy shouted and the three bounded over to the rubble, quickly shifting it aside as fast as they could to reveal their companion, armour heavily dented, broken in places from the force of the wreckage landing atop of him
"H-Help... H-help me.." Loki called out weakly, blood trickling from his muzzle as he spoke hoarsely.
"Muddy, get him up on his feet and lets get him someplace safe!" Rytlock commanded, a slight scowl on his face as he grasps one broken gauntlet, slinging the arm over Muddy's shoulders. Tybalt looked out over the horizon as more shambling figures appeared to be sprinting towards the cheering Pact soldiers.
"We'd better move it guys, we've got more undead on the way and a wounded Charr to get to safety! Just hang in there Loki; you're gonna be alright" Tybalt spoke softly, attempting to calm the wounded soldier as best he could.
"I'll keep you safe, I promise..." Muddy pressed his nose gently to Loki's giving it a tender rub before the small group began moving, Loki leaning heavily against his bandmate, attempting to keep his eyes open as they keep moving
"Almost there soldier, Almost there... Loki..? Loki?" Rytlock turned, placing a hand on one of Loki's shoulders, "Damn.. he's passing out fast, come on we're moving, double time!"

A nice speed painting done by  OtherWords of the four Charr companions, Kazul Muddypaws, Loki Roland, Rytlock Brimstone, and Tybalt Leftpaw!

Loki Roland ©  Zarus195

Muddy ©  BigLovingWolf

Rytlock and Tybalt © Guild Wars 2/ArenaNet