He didn't consider the philosophy of it in that moment. Instead, he let out a blood curdling scream of fury. His blood shot eyes were now focused on the man ahead of him. He gripped at the man's shield with the blade of a small ax, which hung from a small sheath on the front of his tunic. With it, he hacked at the Åscatorian warrior's shield and yanked forward. The man tumbled into Baelson's path as he lost his footing and was met with the sharp end of his blade. As the blade sank deep into the man's gut, Baelson pushed it further in, tearing through flesh and puncturing vital organs.