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Perri slowly stood up, dropping his cheese board and mug of wine onto the grass below him. He could not believe what had been handed to him by the Gods, an Orc Warlock - alone and running. The smile couldn't be contained anymore, in fact it turned into that sort of laugh reserved for professionals with the title, "Mad Doctor".

"Come to me, you blue fiend...!", Perri screamed as he commanded his voidwalker, but the initiative was slipping, not only had the Orc realised...