The orc warriors, their faces painted with traditional war markings, gathered at the fort, ready to confront whatever came their way.
The night was still when the darkness finally emerged. The first creature came silently, slipping out of the trees like a shadow given form. It was followed by another, and another, until the field before the fort was filled with monstrous figures. Their eyes glowed with an unnatural red light, and their bodies were covered in thick, black scales that shimmered under the pale moonlight.
Gromak raised his axe high, his voice carrying over the still night. "Orcs! Humans! Today, we fight as one! Hold the line, and show these creatures the strength of our alliance!"
With a fierce battle cry, the orc warriors surged forward, their axes swinging in unison. Jezz and Oth joined the fray, their swords flashing as they struck down the dark creatures.
