Will's blade bit deep and cut the orc down where it stood, the challenge having provoked the orc to roar but the slicing blade knew no mercy, and the orc doubled over before collapsing, the blackened blood running along Will's blade at that time. The orcs rush was finished, the sounds from the tower making clear that it too was nearing depletion. In one tower, only the three orcs at the top were still moving, and in the other, Sheva's group charged to the top. Web covered the orcs before fiery bolts struck home, and screaming and blazing heat replaced reloading orcs, leaving the thick smoke to rise towards the sky slowly.<br/><br/>This battle was already won. Meanwhile, the large ogre was trying to catch a hold of the flying mount and the paladin on its back, growling. "Flying bad, need to smush it!"