The orc looked behind them in horror, the shaman was dead, struck by an attack none of them could even see. Without the support of the Shaman the state of the battle quickly began to shift once again, the orcs who were winning now began to retreat slowly as they were being pushed back.
Ghorruk looked around as the orcs fell back many of them dying, their heads launched flying by the blades of the metal beings. He tried grabbing onto the them, but they were too slippery and fast always managing to slip his grasp.
And so with a final below, he released the last order.
"RETREAT!" He commanded
The orc relieved at the order, quickly began retreating happily, the enemy they faced in front of them was too strong for them to fight. Retreating and regrouping was the best choice. They would live t fight another day, and perhaps they could assemble the orc tribes nearby to help combat this monstrous force.
