"Raise the flags!" Barca ordered as he sat on top of his Warg.
The flags of the three Orc Warlords fluttered in the breeze, letting Orobak know that they had changed their allegiance.
All of them were eager to charge at the Stronghold and fight their way in.
"Stay close to me guys," Lux was positioned in front of the Dwarves, while sitting on top of his mount. "Don't leave my side no matter what."
Colette, Matty, and the others nodded their heads. All of them were riding their mounts as well, and were at the rear of the formation.
Not wanting to get in the way of Barca's charge, Lux decided to stay in the back. This would also allow them to prepare for any unexpected scenarios that Orobak and Oreg could throw at them.
"Charge!" Barca shouted as his mount lunged forward. "For the Blackrock Clan!"
""For the Blackrock Clan!""
Due to the effects of the sleeping potions that were mixed on their food, none of the soldiers under Orobak's command stirred from their slumber.