"Yearg orgio-upithy" An orc scowled as it roared. I looked at it.
"Silence!"
The orc, instead of obeying, which they usually do, roared again.
"Yearg ORGIO-upithy!" I turned, and hit it with the flat of my sword.
There was the boom of thunder, and I turned to see Kilereth, the head of the Blood Ring.
"Not very smart of you." He said, smiling.
"What do you mean, they are my troops!" I said, wondering why he was here.
"No, they are my troops. Upithy." He said, pointing at me. The orcs started to close in on me.
I pulled out my sword in one hand and shot a fireball at an orc with the other. It exploded, and hot flesh blew everywhere. I gulped as they drew swords and scimitars.
One rushed me, and I cut its arm off. I spun, catching two more unaware. But the rest came in...
The howl of pain and the flashs of lightning filled the night air, until with a loud BOOM of thunder, all the sounds stopped.
