Hammerlord: "LISTEN UP!" "Aye, its time to teach ye conscripts a lesson..."
Hammerlord:"You, Dwarf, what is yer profession?"
Conscript 1: "I am a lye maker"
Hammerlord: "Ye look like a mighty warrior, indeed!"
Conscript 1: "No, I am a lye maker."
Hammerlord: "Bah, (so much for motivational speeches)... let's get on wit'it, the point of today's drill fer ye militia-sorts is... there, warrior, what do ye do if yer sword or spear gets stuck and diff'cult to remove from their sinew and guts and wot not?"
Conscript 2: "Eh, I supposed I'd hit them with my shield till they died, I would.
Hammerlord: "Yeah? and wot else?
Conscript 2: "Maybe kick them... or scratch them wit the pointy bits on these gauntlets we are made to wear?"
Hammerlord: "Aye, yes ye could. What else could be done?"
Conscript 3: "I know, I'd twist the spear in the wound, over and over and over and over and over and over again, till the bastard bleed to death!"
Hammerlord: "Ach, no, that is old army doctrine, you've listened too well to yer grandpappy's war stories"
Conscript 4: "Well wot about just pull'n yer weapon free and getting about stabbin' again...?
Hammerlord: "Well, no, ye would't do that. No, no... ye'd put distance between yer'self and the hated enemy fer a moment! Also, its against the code, we are professionals! But yes... aye, aye, ye could do such things, which may or may not work, but you could do sumthin' better... which I'll teach ye, to... bite the living magma out of them!"
Conscript 3: "Wot? With my mouth? Iz that why these helms don't cover the mouth?"
Hammerlord: "Aye, such as it is. I will show you ye how to bite thee life out of ye foes... (conscript 1) come over ere'... and lemme show ye others how it's done.