Boom! Boom! Boom!
The sounds of explosions were incessant, as the orc infantry's screams of agony and roars of defiance echoed continuously.
Facing the Storm Dragon King from above, the orc warriors were utterly helpless.
A group of orc heroes looked on with fury and shock at the scene before them, aghast that the power of a single dragon could be so terrifyingly formidable.
Overlord Blade Ruthless (Chieftain): "Damn it, how is this thing so fierce? We can't keep this up; let's retreat."
Ironblood Warwolf (Chieftain): "Retreat my ass, he's not Deathwing. I refuse to believe that with so many of us here we can't take him down. Bring up the Scorpion Ballista, where are the Flame Walkers assigned to us by the Warchief? Gather them all, and focus fire on him as soon as we're close enough."