"F*ck! A monster horde!"
"To the trees! Now!"
Michael quickly shot his grappling hook towards the nearest tall tree within the vicinity, while Viper on the other hand quickly climbed the same tree skillfully like some sort of a spiderman.
"Wait, is that...Solitary Tempest? The heck is she doing all the way out here?" Michael murmured when he saw a familiar figure running away at the very front of the monster horde that's mostly filled with nasty-looking grey orcs!
Roar! Roar! Roar!
Solitary Tempest is crazily running for her life as the horde of orcs behind her crazily chased after her while all of them roared in anger.
"Grey Orcs!"
Viper eyes lit up immediately the moment he saw the monsters rushing from the opposite direction! It was because these particular groups of Orcs have dark affinities as they were once dead before a Necromancer or a Lich had resurrected them as an undead.
