"We have to fight back! The commander and all the others are dead, but we cannot outrun those things!" One of the Masters roared. He was a bulging orc with a huge warhammer in his hand, his green skin and two tusks iconic to his race gleaming.
He wore some heavy armor that was decorated with skins and trophies from his previous kills.
[Janken Fugo - Level 78 Hammer Orc
HP: 26,702/26,702 MP: 1,170/1,170 STA: 12,324/12,324]
Beside him was another orc that only wore a red skirt and a banner that hung on his back. In either arm, he held two long katanas that were chipped but glowing with a red light.
"That's right, we must fight! For Octum!" he roared as he invoked the name of their tribal totem.
[Shiken Kengo - Level 73 Orc Blademaster
HP: 14,000/14,000 MP: 1,241/1,241 STA: 8,176/8,176]
