"Did you see what that ... thing, did to Aber? Green lightning, just straight from its claw. And is it flesh or metal? Or both? Our bolts just ... bounce off it. For the love of the gods, please sire, let us leave before it..."
- Private Fogel
Private Feuerkraut is the youngest of the troop, but by no means the weakest. His hardiness and hairpin trigger temper quickly earned him the respect (and sometimes wariness) of his peers.