The third level of the dungeon wasn't much different from the rest. There was noise coming from the depths. Growls, and shouts. At the end of the staircase was a tunnel that led forward. The walls got rough again and felt more like natural ones. The path also wasn't exactly straight and led to another big chamber.
I approached it slowly. From afar I could see many red orcs, resting on the bedding next to the walls all around a shallow pit, where two of them had a fistfight. They were smacking one another mercilessly, and many, surrounding them, cheered loudly.
I returned to my friends, to inform them what I saw.
- How many, asked Will?
- Maybe two hundred? It's hard to tell. Something around that for sure.
- That's a lot - Boris pointed out. - It might be hard to deal with that many.
- I'll go first, and make busy as many as possible, then you try to fight the rest in the tunnel. This way we can manage even that many.
