Prologue

He dove behind cover, the orcs were fighting furiously. His sword was covered in blood too dark to be human. He has slaughtered hundreds of orcs during this battle, this battle which has lasted for three straight days, this battle that has no ending in sight. His unit was thinning. He had started with twenty of the best fighters in the king's army, now he had but six including him. And they were all by his side, breathing hard.