Helpless
One hundred plus orc Grunts were coming for the rescue of a group of humans, dwarves, and elves. That was definitely something that was rarely ever seen, even in a world such as this.
Still, Tristan was certainly overjoyed to see those greenskins. They surely came at the right time, just when he needed it because he really did not know how long they would be able to hold on.
Seeing the incoming orcs, Tristan swiftly ordered his own group to charge toward them.
As a result, the barbarians' formation that separated the two sides were quickly being vanquished as they were sandwiched on both sides. The barbarians were killed and pushed back at the center, where the two groups focused their assault.
The moment Tristan's group merged with the orcs, they finally had a few moments to take a quick breath. They were exhausted - on the brink of collapse because of the continuous battle.