<span style="color: forestgreen">"Stay together everyone! One at a time!"</span><br/><br/>Ralthavar shouted over the chaos towards his men. The Bad News Company were readying themselves for the blood bath to come. Most of the orcs were smart enough to stay back with the rest of the army instead of charge out, but their blood lust did encourage them to get a bit crazy. The orcs had a fairly standard set of equipment: Leather back wooden shields and a heavy steel-bound clubs. A couple had spears they had brought from home. Everyone had a dagger or knife of some sort. Their armor was decent, but second-hand. Their formation was sloppy, but for the purpose of holding their position, it would do. But only for so long. When the Line Breakers came in, the Bad News Company was the first to greet them. The first of the orcs stood together, drawing the massive creature to them. But it was a trap, at least for the lone monster. When the beast raised it's maul to crush the two orcs, another two orcs with spears stabbed the beast in it's exposed arm pits. Ralthavar had taken some rope from a building and turned it into a lasso of sorts, and threw it at the magical maul. Tightening the rope around the hammer's head, Ralthavar and a few other orcs pulled the weapon out from the Line-Breaker's hands.<br/><br/>By the time they managed to disarm the monster it had taken a step back, bleeding from it's body. It roared and charge, met by the orcs. Where it could have swung it's arms to slay another human, the orcs were made of sterner stuff. Two orcs with shields up blocked one of the monster's arms while the spear men continued to stab at the beast, trying to get their blades into the flesh of the monster. One of the larger orcs picked up the Line Breaker's maul and used it against the monster, breaking it's leg. Once the beast was down the orcs poured all their strength into killing it, leaving nothing but a mangled pile where the beast one stood. A small cheer broke out before Ralthavar quickly silenced it.<br/><br/><span style="color: forestgreen">"Don't get cocky! That's one, here come more!"</span><br/><br/>Despite being on the front lines, none of the Bad News Company suffered any casualties, though five of their own were too injured to fight. Pulled away from the battle, Ralthavar and the rest of his men readied themselves for the next wave. They had taken the time to commandeer the Lind Breaker's clubs for themselves, as it proved to be more effective than their own weapons. And unlike the humans, the orcs had the strength to use such massive weapons. Ralthavar himself kept to his own club however, letting his men gather confidence in using such over sized weapons. He had picked up a spear from a fallen soldier however, seeing that he'd need to get some stab at the enemy somehow.<br/><br/>Than came the second wave. Unlike the line breakers, the second wave were made of proper soldiers, or whatever these monsters were. They marched in order, with shields up and spears ready to attack. The Bad News Company didn't think much of them, but Ralthavar knew better. He saw the other soldiers get wiped out by the new enemy before they met the Bad News Company, and now Ralthavar had to think quickly. His orcs would not be able to survive against these new soldiers if they tried to hold their ground. Even with the enemy's weapons, they simply lacked range. That's when Ralthavar had an idea.<br/><br/>He looked around the area and spotted what he was looking for; a small building made of logs.<span style="color: forestgreen">"You guys with the big hammers, come with me!"</span>Ralthavar shouted and a few of his orcs followed. The log house was empty, and from the look inside it was once a storeroom of sorts. Ralthavar pushed against the walls and hear it creaked; it would have to do.<span style="color: forestgreen">"Hurry, before those bastards get to us! Break down these walls and get as many logs as you can! We can't get close, but we can still crush them!"</span>The orcs lifted their great hammers and began to break down the log house, getting as many logs as they can bring to the front line.<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>Leo watched from the shadows as the Line Breakers broke their lines. He continued to hide even as the soldiers brought down the massive armored monsters, knowing that he couldn't do much to help them aside from dying in their stead. No, he stayed hidden, waiting for the moment to strike hard, and strike fast. The Line Breakers fell before too long, but next came the shocktroopers. These warriors fought with much more discipline than the brutes from before, cutting through the soldiers like a heated blade through warm butter. Leo knew that fighting against these would also lead to his doom, but there was something he could do. In preparation of fighting within the city, Leo had set various traps with what little time he could spare. Most of it consisted of heavy objects like rocks and pots filled with sand, but surely having one of these fall on your head would make you enter a world of hurt, if not killed. He didn't know how effective this would be against this kind of enemy but it was something.<br/><br/>And Leo waited. Once the enemy was close enough he sprang into action. Leo emerged from his hiding spot on the roof tops and ran towards his first trap. Taking out Skeleton Key he cut the rope holding the trap in place, causing a torrent of heavy objects to fall towards the enemy. Taking out a dagger Leo threw it across the open and cut another rope to another trap on the otherside, cause more heavy objects to fall down onto the enemy. He didn't stick around to see if it did any noticeable damage. He continued to run towards his next trap to catch another group of enemy hopefully unaware.