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[indent]"AAAARGH!"

Orin had delved fully into his strategizing. So invested was he that he had nearly slipped out of any semblence of awareness of his surroundings. 

But the sudden, shrill scream from the back end of his camp ripped him from his thoughts. 

With little more than a split second of thought, he threw himself to his feet. He bound over the table in front of him, and dashed through the front flap of his tent; a group of soldiers leapt back as he nearly bodied them on his way out. [color=0054a6]"Secure the rear!"[/color] He barked the order over his shoulder at the startled troops, who scrambled to fall in behind him. He weaved his way through the camp, bellowing the sake order to more rattled soldiers. When the back end of the camp, where the interior of the cavern faded ro a dim shadow, came into view, he drew his sword, bearing it while still sprinting towards the source of the commotion. 

With swift decisiveness, he cut his blade through the leg of the mastiff-sized insect, severing one of its hind legs. [color=0054a6]"Tektites!"[/color] he called out, making a second slash, removing the creature's other hind leg. The carapace droppped to the ground, bleeding out from where its appendages had been, still clasping a then dead volunteer with its remaining front two. With only half its legs, the monster was as good as immobilized. Orin circled in front of it, meeting the single, grotesque eye. Ignoring the nausea the buglike beasts often put in his stomach, he thrust his blade through the eye. With a lightly labored grunt, he ripped the blade out, splashing the creature's blood onto the dirt. 

Finished with his tektite, Orin kicked the lifeless husk away from his fallen soldier. He surveyed the rest of his unit; the combat seemed to be reaching an end as his men had worked together to slay the other monsters. The sight of such unity gave him a degree of hope. Nodding to himself, he made to sheath his sword.

He stopped suddenly, spotting in his periphery the form of a remaining tektite... a massive one, at least twice the size of the ones that had just been vanquished, and an earthy brown in color. The pest scuttled towards him as though identifying him as its biggest threat. He pulled his sword back up, and called to his troop. [color=0054a6]"Fall in by me! There's one more and it's not like the others!"[/color] Quickly, he was accompanied by no less than a dozen of his soldiers, all at arms behind him. [color=0054a6]"Spread out,"[/color] he ordered over his shoulder. [color=0054a6]"We'll surround it and fight from all sides."[/color] Wordlessly, the fighters under his charge moved to flank the giant tektite. Orin raised his blade, and glared into its eye, daring it to make the first move. [i][color=0054a6]Let's see just what this one can do.[/color][/i][/indent]