Azge let out a sigh as he watched Shiva fight the elf.  She had a chance when it was two elves against the battalion of orcs, but now they had a tripled their forces.  The orcs never really stood a chance.  Azge walked back towards the Orcs camp, and was happy too find an entire pack of wargs.  He released all but two from their holdings, and sent them off in the direction of the battle.  He'd use the other two for himself and Shiva.  He then ran back too the battle, along side the wargs, and stopped just on the outside edge of the road.  Once the wargs had entered the fight Azge slinked out from the sidelines and too Shiva.  He pulled the knife out of her hand and held it out too show her.<br/>"You have no chance of killing them now.  When it was the two you did, but even your battalion would be no handle against their forces now.  The only option we have now is retreat.  There are still two wargs back at the camp, we ride out on them."  He then dragged her up onto her feet and led her too the wargs.<br/><br/>-----<br/><br/>Dorvin charged the orcs, swinging his massive axe through the enemy.  As he finished off a particularly annoying Orc he heard a familiar howl coming from the trees.<br/>"A warg pack is coming!  Every get ready." As the beasts dashed through the bushes Dorvin smashed his ace through the top of one of their skulls.  When a second one leaped at him he slammed it out of the air with the side of his shield.  Oh he had not had this much fun in a long time.  This little adventure was already looking to be a fun time.