Rend put out an arm and stopped Maim from going any
farther. “No,” he said softly. Blood still seeped from
beneath the rough binding he had fashioned from a fallen warrior’s belt.
“We need to go after Gul’dan,” Maim insisted, though
he swayed from his own wounds and the rough
bandages wrapped around one leg and shoulder were already soaked through with blood.
“There is no need,” his brother assured him.
“Those…creatures have finished the task for us.”
Something strange had emerged from the building before
them, something with too many limbs and too many
joints and altogether too many teeth. It had been
followed by others and they had attacked the orcs
without pause, tearing into them like hunger-crazed
animals setting upon fresh prey. Several orcs had been
frozen with fear at the sight of the terrible creatures, but
others had fought back and they had finally destroyed
the last one, though it had taken enough wounds to slay
a dozen orcs before it had finally stopped thrashing and biting.
And the creatures had come from within that building.
Though only a warrior, Rend had a tenuous feel for
magic. And he could sense the magic within the strange
old structure before them. It was powerful, immensely
so, and evil beyond imagining. And it was filled with
hatred, intense and directed toward anything living.
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