The Great Battle of Mountain Beasts (22)
As the trolls crashed into the orc defenses, the air filled with the sounds of clashing metal and guttural roars. Orc warriors dug their feet into the ground, thrusting their spears forward to meet the trolls head-on. Sharp tips found purchase in the exposed skin of the trolls, drawing roars of pain as some staggered back, but many were undeterred, their rage fueling their advance.
In the midst of the chaos, the Orc King recognized that numbers alone would not suffice. He summoned his elite warriors, the Berserkers, known for their ferocity and resilience. These hulking figures, bathed in the blood of previous battles, charged from behind the frontline, wielding dual axes that glinted menacingly in the sunlight. Their battle cries blended with the tumult of war as they surged into the fray, their goal to break the trolls' momentum and push them back.