The crescent moon hung in the sky. It cast long shadows over the orc camp. Kraghul stood on a rocky hill above the main entrance. The conditions had been met for the full scale attack to be launched on the mine. His axe rested on his shoulder. He had waited long enough. Every scout report and every whisper told him the same thing. The goblins he wanted were all inside, there was nothing stopping him now.
"Full attack," Kraghul said. His voice was flat and final.
"Kill everything that moves. But bring me Byung and Vrognut alive. Everyone else dies," Kraghul made sure he was understood because these two were more useful to him alive rather than dead.
No horns blew. No speeches were made. Just the order. He didn't need to motivate the orcs, their hatred was the only motivation they needed.
