As two arrows flew at the orc it tried to lover its head just in time to have one of the arrows miss it, but another buried itself into the orc's flesh, causing it to growl in pain, the strike from the longhammer sending some yellow teeth into the air as the smack against the orc's face should have shattered a lesser man's skull. The orc was tough bastard though, and seemed able to take this kind of punishment and still stand, but it was evident it was not in a fine shape anymore. Feet swaying slightly uncertainly, the swing of the falchion in its hand slashing the air right in front of the dwarven veteran threatening to cut at him but managing to only scratch at his outfit rather than cause serious harm, the orc was growling menacingly while failing to cause any real harm.<br/><br/>Around that time two short goblins emerged from the other direction, one wearing a simple vest and trousers, no weapons showing, the other one carrying a small-sized breast-plate and holding onto a heavy crossbow. Immediately raising the big weapon the goblin took aim at the backs of the defenders at the other side of the intersection, the crossbow's crack followed by a whistling noise uncomfortably close to Elise's ears, as the bolt impacted the stone wall next to her.<br/><br/>"Oh crap." The other goblin said looking ready to empty its bowels at the sight of adventurers, knees shivering and failing to run away or actually seem to be of any actual threat.