Miriallia had seen the on coming assault of Orcs. and smiled. Even at the distance she was she could tell that they were fel orcs. With blazing red skin they could be no other foe. Pulling her hammer from her back Miriallia pulled from her bag a small tablet. On this tablet was a symbol of the kings of Azeroth. "May the Light bless you all with strength and martial might!" she said crushing hte stone table in her hand letting the blessing pour out of her and into the others.  With but a thought she called upon her own powers of hte light letting an aura of retirbution surround her and her allies. "In the name of LIGHT!" she cried as her she swung her crystal hammer into the face of a stunned orc smashing his face in.