《Rise of the Horde 》Chapter 176
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After having a headache for more than an hour, Adhalia finally heaved a sigh of relief as her torture finally ended. She was almost at her wit's end while translating from Ereian to Orcish, then vice versa. It was driving her nuts. Dylan agreed that he will convince the other Ereians to join them and he did it as soon as he was done talking with Sakh'arran.
Adhalia turned towards Glas, who was silent all this time and was just listening and observing to what was going on. "Told you my friends are powerful." she mocked as she pursed her lips while looking at him. She was trying to talk to him, but it seemed that the person he was trying to communicate with was zoning out. Going behind him and observing his eyes, Adhalia can't help but cover her mouth with her hands in surprise. Glas was looking at the direction of Draegh'ana, who was sitting atop her summon.
"If I were you, I would give up already. She is a feisty one who is much stronger than me and probably more powerful than anyone present here. And she also considers herself to be the chieftain's, so you better wake up to reality." Adhalia whispered unto the ears of the daydreaming Glas, who slowly turned his head towards him.
"Are speaking the truth?" he questioned as he looked at Adhalia seriously. He didn't know what came over him, but he felt something special attracting him towards the female orc who was quietly sitting there peacefully. "You can go and ask the creature that she is sitting on or my orc friends..." she dared him to do so.
Glas just shook his head, as he didn't want to be squashed by Draegh'ana or by her summon. He was smitten by the beauty of Draegh'ana, but it must be just because it is his first time seeing the beauty of a female orc. "If you don't have a death wish, you better give up now. I think someone from the Rumbling Clan tried his luck before but was in for some pain." she added while giggling.
"I don't have a death wish, so I'll just forget about it." Glas responded as he acted pretty meek, unlike before. "You can try with the other female orc back at our base. She is also a beauty, and the best is that she doesn't have anyone that she fancies, but she can be quite pretty rough in handling her supposed to be suitors." she suggested with all seriousness.
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"You have my gratitude, my lady. I will try my best to woe her." Glas declared excitedly as he thumped his chest with all confidence, but little did he know that he was falling into the schemes of Adhalia. "Good luck then..." she replied as she walked away while massaging her temples.
"Is it over?" Draegh'ana questioned her as she stood right in front of her, to which Adhalia just nodded her head in reply, as she was too exhausted already after the torture that she went through. Draegh'ana patted Ulfrus and ordered for it to lower down its body in order for Adhalia to climb up on its back.
It didn't take long for Dylan to convince his fellow Ereians, as they all looked up to him and respected his decisions. The Ereians salvaged anything from their camp that could still be used and started forming up with everything that was useful to them. They formed their lines behind the orcs, who were patiently waiting for them while still in their well-organized formations.
"Marching Formation! Form Up!" Sakh'arran bellowed, and the horde shifted their formation. The First Warband moved to the very front with the Golden Wolf leading the way and flanked by the two highest Guidon Bearers while holding their respective banners that they were in charged of.
The Third, Fourth, Sixth and Eight Warbands formed up behind in order as they stood with their own warband members. Staring at the disciplined orcs shifting their formations, Dylan felt relieved that he didn't try to create a reason for them to attack them. He ordered his fellow Ereians to shift their lines as they adapt to the formation of the orcs in front of them.
Sakh'arran and Trot'thar were marching right behind the Amazferr and two highest ranking Guidon Bearers while Draegh'ana and Adhalia remaining with the Ereians atop the back of Ulfrus.
Spreading his gaze around, Zaraki saw the cavalry unit of the orcs who were at the rearmost of the long serpentine line, they are acting as the rearguards and they are riding enormous creatures that he was sure that a wooden wall will not stand against their charge. He continued to look around as to find the ones that were called Verakhs by his lady and he saw them disappear into the shadows, but he could still vaguely see some of them moving behind the treelines. Zaraki could somewhat detect them from time to time because of his past experiences of being both a spy and assassin for Lord Darhkariss during his prime years.
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"My lady, are you sure that the chieftain that you speak of would warmly welcome us? I mean us? Humans?" Zaraki craned his neck upwards to glance at Adhalia, who was lazily leaning on the female orcs's back. He can't help it but feel doubtful about it since most of his experience with dealing with orcs was that they are natural born warriors who are always thirsty for battle. They are the best warriors to be allied with, but the worst enemy to deal with on the battlefield.
"Yes, I am sure of it. Don't be surprised if he acts more human than orc. He is by far the oddest orc that I have encountered and will be the oddest one that you will ever encounter. It is a pretty long story. Just wait till you meet him and you will figure everything out." Adhalia lazily answered, then yawned. She felt tired, too tired, as she didn't have any proper rest for the past few days while they were on the march.
Looking behind them, she saw her fellow Ereians marching silently. She can't figure out what are their true feelings about the development of things, but she had no interest in finding out. The important thing to her is that they will join her in and won't be slaughtered by her friends. While she was looking around, she saw Glas, who had excitement written all over his face. "Tsk...tsk...tsk... I hope your excitement is not because of her... Even the dead will seek revenge if they are done wrong." she softly muttered.
"What's wrong with him?" Draegh'ana questioned as she pointed a finger at Glas, who was the odd one out. All the Ereians had solemn or worried looks on their faces, and it was only Glas who really stood out with the excited look on his face.
Adhalia turned towards Draegh'ana and smiled mischievously. "He was smitten by your beauty at the moment he laid his eyes on you." she teased the female orc. "No thanks, I have someone else in my mind and heart. If he will pester me..." Draegh'ana shook her head, "I've got Ulfrus, Akwilah, Kaprihkorn, my blades and my fist that he must go through first." she muttered while shaking her head.
Adhalia giggled as she covered her mouth with her hands. "You forgot one thing. It's also because you also consider yourself to be the chief's...." she whisper softly, then continued to giggle. Draegh'ana had her face burned up as she felt feverish and her cheeks flushed red, spreading to her neck, then to her ears. She quickly averted the gaze of Adhalia as she stared at the front.
"I know it, you know it, probably all of us know it and even the chief might also know it too." she continued to tease the female orc, who was turning red like a tomato, well more red than she naturally was. Draegh'ana glanced back at her, but her shy attitude turned into a very serious one. "Alright... Alright... I'll stop teasing you..." Adhalia raised her hands up in front of her in surrender.
"What's the real reason why he is like that?" Draegh'ana questioned as she directed her gaze at the still excitement plagued Glas, who was smiling foolishly, probably daydreaming about the beautiful female orc that Adhalia told him.
"Well, I told him that there is another beautiful female orc back at the Fortress of Vir and she is someone that he can try to woe." Adhalia answered then grinned at Draegh'ana who had a confused look on her face.
"Beautiful female orc? Hmmm... Is it one from the Skalsser Tribe?" Draegh'ana curiously asked as she can't figure out who Adhalia was talking about. "No... No... No... She is someone who was with you and the chief for a long time already." Adhalia replied while mischievousness was written all over her face.
"Don't tell me...No... I must be mistaken... You aren't talking about Aro'shanna, are you?" Draegh'ana had her eyes widen in surprise as she sought confirmation from Adhalia. "You are absolutely correct... I am talking about her." Adhalia replied as she started laughing uncontrollably while clutching her stomach.
"You can't be serious?" the female orc questioned as she looked at the laughing Adhalia with all seriousness. "Oh... I am dead serious... Even the dead will seek revenge for any wrong doings done to them... What more that I am still part of the living." the female human stared right back at her with all seriousness in her eyes.
Draegh'ana shook her head as she stared at the still excited Glas with a look of pity. "I hope he will still live after she is done with him." she muttered as pitied the oblivious human of the world of pain that he was about to suffer because of Adhalia's revenge.
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