With no one to lead them, and with the death of their revered leader looming over them like an ominous shadow, the remaining orcs surrendered to the all demanding system of lawlessness.
Thus, without even having to launch an attack, Xzavier had already spread a neat blend of panic and terror over the gullible orcs. Their leader was gone. There was little to no hope for a better future for them. So, head over heels, they skipped and ran like fire had been set on their backsides.
With nothing to live for, they recklessly abandoned their home, they left behind the solidarity of tribe, and they lurched forward with a zeal that could only match that of a deer running from a cheetah.
