"We're almost there now! Just a little bit left!"
Amil had walked for half a day now. He was tired and his throat hurt every time he took a breath. He carried a bag of all the food they needed on their trip. It wasn't very much because they were only about thirty people. No one had eaten because they were too tired to feel if they were hungry. His friend, Jack, walked next to him. Amil tried to speak with him couple of times, but it hurt too much too even say a word.
"What's that?" Jack said and pointed up at the mountains. Apparently, his throat was fine, but that wasn't what Amil concentrated on. At the top of one of the mountains they saw tents and smoke. All of the soldiers stopped and looked up at the mountains. The leader looked up and then at the soldiers. "Quiet, we take them from behind.." The soldiers walked around and gave people weapons. "Ohh, so we're gonna take out the white wolfs now?" Amil said when the leader walked by. "We don't even know if it's them, maybe it's orcs? Who knows?" He said and gave Amil a shortsword. They started sneaking up the mountain. When they were up they saw the orcs, they really were White wolfs. The orcs weren't orange, they were more brownish. They had wolf skin to everything. Shoes, hat, shirt, gloves, tents, seats and much more. They were drinking, dancing, talking and seemed to have fun.
Amil and the other soldiers tried to hide behind a tent, but they wasn't fast enough. One of the orcs saw them and pointed so his friend could see. The two orcs started screaming something in orcish and every orc started grabbing weapons.
"Crap! They noticed us!" The leader looked at the others. "Get ready for war!" He raised his axe and ran to the orcs, well, there wasn't any orcs there anymore. Everyone had disappeared. The soldiers rushed in and also noticed the news.
"What the heck?!"
They walked around looking for orcs, when they suddenly heard a loud sound. They looked up to were the sound came from and saw a orc blowing a horn. When he stopped blowing he looked at the soldiers.
"You all will die! We got a little bit help!" The soldiers didn't understand what he meant, but got ready with shields and created a circle if someone would come from behind and attack them.
*
Grizzly woke up by the loud sound. He stood up and saw all the slaves laying on the ground sleeping. Grizzly guessed that the noise meant that the break was over and walked out of the tent and saw humans standing in a circle with their shields ready. "Hey mates! Yer came here to save me?!" The human looked at Grizzly and got their weapons ready. "Are you their secret weapon?" one of the humans said. Suddenly, they all heard a roar. Grizzly knew who that roar came from immediately. "Frostmourne! Hide" Grizzly screamed and ran into the circle of humans. They all looked up in the sky. They saw something big, coming closer and closer from a distance. It was a skeleton of a dragon, it eyes and stomach shined with the colour blue, Frostmourne.
"Crap..." Grizzly whispered for himself when he saw the god coming closer and closer. All the soldiers understood what it was and started to retreat.
"Run! Run for god's sake!" The leader screamed and ran from the mountain. All the other soldiers joined, including Grizzly.
" Finally, some real opponents." The dragon roared out and dove down to the soldiers. He got about 5 of them and started to rip of their heads. Grizzly and the others didn't have time to go back and save them. It was a god that chased them and would tear them to pieces if he got the chance. Grizzly ran when he heard something huge rip of from the ground. It was a giant boulder from the mountain they were on. Frousmourne picked up the boulder with his mouth and threw it to them. The last thing Grizzly saw was the boulder flying straight to him.
"Goddamit!" The king said when he struck down his fist on the table. "So this Frostmourne myth was true all along? The dwarfs actually held a god trapped in their home!?"
All the soldiers which came with the news of the kings lost troops stood quietly around their king. One of them stepped forward to him.
"Well, we also has some good news..." The soldier said with a voice he tried so hard on to sound positive. "The white wolves apparently worked together with Frostmourne, which betrayed them... not so weird sense he's the god of betrayal.. so their attack got delayed."
The king looked disgusted at the soldier. "Well, god news. Because we won't worry of a god attacking us in a dragon form!!" The king screamed out. "Get the troops ready, we will get to him before he gets to us..."
