Corc kept a close eye on Foeldar's movements. He didn't trust him at all. That's when he heard loud crashing noises in the distance, followed by screaming. [color=007236]"CORC...what's going on?!"[/color] He mumbled, looking behind him. He turned back at Foeldar and frowned. [color=007236]"Corc have to leave now, need to protect people! Tree man...Or Foeldar? Corc not sure if Tree man's name is Foeldar or if he looks for a person named Foeldar. Me is Corc, Corc the orc. Corc respects tree man's strength...but must leave now!"[/color] Corc stated.

Corc turned towards the commotion and advanced into the city immediately at great speeds through the western gate. [color=007236]"COOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRCCCCCC!!!"[/color] He roared. It was his battle cry! The orc placed his horned helmet on top of his hea. He spotted some quick skeletons who had already rushed deep inside, and smashed them to bits with horizontal swings of his mace. The weapon was made for orcs and was larger than usual, giving him more reach than the regular undead with their rusty smaller weapons. Some undead began to fire arrows at him, but they simply bounced off of his rock-hard skin. The beast tilted his head downwards if arrows came towards his eyes, using his helmet to shield them as he crushed the archers.

He began to break through towards the North Gate where the majority of the screams were coming from, heading for the forces who went after most of the people. He glared at the incoming foes. He may have an easy time dealing with them, but they outnumbered him by many. If he wasn't careful, he would get overwhelmed. Not only that, but that giant boar was bigger than Corc himself! And even bigger than Foeldar! He would have a rough time taking that thing on on his own. Regardless, the people were more important to Corc now, than the town itself. [i][color=007236]'Corc can say bye-bye to his meal now...'[/color][/i] He thought sadly.