"Go… go… go! Everyone, hide yourselves!"
"If anyone exposes our position, I'll whip them to death!"
Dirtclaw barked orders as he cracked his whip, driving the cannon fodder troops into the dense forest.
The cause of this chaos was the harpy circling in the skies above.
It was the sixth day since Orion had led his forces away from Thunderhawk City, and the frequent appearances of harpy today had caused no small amount of trouble.
Not wanting to expose the location of his troops, Orion had ordered everyone to take cover.
However, hiding tens of thousands of cannon fodder troops wasn't exactly an easy task.
Orion stood in the open, gripping the Bone War Trident tightly as he gazed up at the harpies in the sky.
"Chieftain, should we…" Delilah began, but Orion raised a hand to silence her.
He needed to focus.
Delilah, surprised by the interruption, stared at Orion curiously.