Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The dull sound of something cutting through the air caught the attention of the orc shaman.
He looked up warily, thinking it was some sort of spell, and couldn't help but grip his Magic Wand tightly.
However, the orc shaman didn't get the "Meteor Spell" he was expecting to see; instead, it was a series of genuine, real stones.
Bang! Bang!
The spinning rocks easily tore through the animal hide tents.
The unprepared orc soldiers let out screams that rose and fell one after another.
Panicked shouts immediately echoed throughout the valley.
Stones!
Just plain stones!
There was no trace of Magic Power on them!
The orc shaman was somewhat bewildered, yet he watched more and more orc tents get smashed.
Stones whizzed in densely, and he raised his Magic Wand high but still held himself back.
He could keenly sense that although there were many stones and they caused some casualties, their efficiency in killing individually was not great.
