Kraghul was standing right in front of the enemies, and the two goblins on horseback didn't look surprised.
They knew the orcs wouldn't give up on them so easily, and there was no way the goblins behind them would get the job done. These were orcs and they wouldn't make the same mistake twice, there was no way they would lose to them.
They were clearly in no rush either, or they wouldn't have waited for night to fall.
Kraghul stood before them, and the goblins noticed they had managed to conceal their scent.
"Where is Vrognut?" Kraghul asked, but he didn't need a verbal response as a goblin soaked in blood walked out from the direction they had just come.
There was no doubt he had just slaughtered the horse they rode in on, but something told Kraghul he had also eaten it, judging by the piece of flesh hanging from his teeth.
"I'm here," Vrognut responded with an eerie smile that would send chills down anyone's spine.
