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"Kieeek!?"

With a chorus of goblin screams, dozens of ladders wobbled in the air. For a brief moment, the ladders stood on two legs in the void, but it was short-lived. In the next instant, they tumbled backward, crashing into the ranks of the Green Skin army.

Crash!

"Gwek!"

"Kyahh!"

The goblins who had been halfway up the ladders let out shrieks as they collided with their own forces and the ground below. It was like dropping a giant stick into an army of ants—chaos ensued as goblins flailed about in confusion.

The orc commander, his face flushed red with frustration, snorted angrily at the sight of his disorganized troops.

"Set them back up! Set them back up!" he roared.

"K-Kigigigik!" the goblins, terrified by his command, hurriedly scrambled to raise the ladders again. But in their haste, they fumbled, causing some to collapse or wobble dangerously.

"Pffft, what are they even doing?"