The orc stumbled through the tunnel as the darkness of the tunnel strained his sense. As he traveled deeper into the tunnel Gorrmar was getting annoyed at the lack of skaven. "Come out ya zogin pansy!" the orc angrily yelled into the darkness. After several moments with no answer the greenskin restarted his trudge through the tunnel. When the ringing of the accursed bell reached Gormarr the greenskin dropped to his knees clutching his head. The orcs body was wrack with the feeling of dread as the sound reverberated through the dark tunnel. But slowly a new emotion began to take hold: Rage. The thoughts of dread was pushed out of his mind a rage burn brightly into his heart. Getting back to his feet as rage boiled over him as he glared down the tunnel. Drawing his ax and helbert he let out the ancient war cries of the orcs. "WAAAGH!," the roar echoed off the tunnels as the orc charge down the path to find who ever rang that bell and beat them to death with said bell.

After a few moment of running the tunnel began to widen and became better lit. Gorrmar soon spotted a large furry mass blocking his way. "Get out of my Zogging way!" the greenskin yelled. As he unknowingly charge at rat ogre he raised both of his weapon aiming the strike at the creatures neck.