Thorgan smiled at her words. He would have it no other way. To have her at his side in battle, what more could one ask for. He strapped on the sword from the tomb to his hip and descended the wall to the Gate. With her at his side he had the gate opened a bit and he walked out. "I am here." he called out. He stood proud and ready for battle. He drew the sword and raised his shield. He imagined that having him actually come out and stand there ready to fight surprised them. There were grunt comments and of course wagers on how soon Rakothûrz would be separating his head from his body. "Confident bunch aren't they. " he said with a grin. He looked at Rakothûrz. "Come Coward." he called out, and took up a defensive position. The sword felt good in his hand and it was lighter then he had thought. If it did what he thought then he would tire out the Orc Leader and then he would be able to make his own moves on him. Like he did Allassiel, he studied Rakothûrz. Watched him move, watched to see how his eyes moved.<br/><br/>He was once an elf and that was something he could also use against him, try to make him angry, try to make him make mistakes. Get him angry enough to make mistakes, take advantage of that and wear him down. Use his own strength against him. He would think Thorgan easy prey with his strength. At least he hoped his plan would work. Weaken him, attack, and kill him. Then the Orcs would have to fight each other to find out who would lead them. He might not know much of the Orc ways, but that was just a basic way of life. The strongest is always the leader, you kill off all competition and make yourself the leader. Again he hoped that held true with the Orcs. "Are you going to fight Coward, or are you going to run and hide?"