The female Troglodyte stared at the massive Hydra skull. Her mind scrambled to comprehend the sheer scale of the monster and the impossible reality of the settlement.
She snapped her gaze back to the Warlord. "Where are the others, Gorak? Where is the rest of the horde? Where is my father?"
Gorak looked down at her. His expression remained entirely stoic. "I already told you. We lost the war. They fell in battle."
The words hung in the air. Her eyes widened, the shock instantly dissolving into a blinding, feral rage. She lunged forward. Her heavy fist slammed directly into Gorak's jaw. The Warlord's head barely moved from the impact.
"Where is your honor?!" she screamed, striking his bone-plated chest. "Your comrades died in the dirt! My father was slaughtered by these lizards! And now you bow to them? You serve the very creatures that killed our kin!"
