"Push forward, push forward!"
The voice of the Jackal-Wolf Folk overseer was shrill and distorted with fear as he swung his long whip, desperately lashing at the Jackal-Wolf Folk and Kobolds who hesitated to advance after the fall of the Ogre Leader. The crack of the whip and the overseer's screams seemed so feeble amidst the war cries of the Beastmen.
Dogman Doug flapped his wings, silently appearing where the Shaman was.
Rip!
His dagger slashed across the Elder Shaman's throat, killing him by slitting his throat. Then, under the astonished and furious gaze of the Barbarian guards nearby, he disappeared again, only to reappear flapping his wings in mid-air.
"Retreat!"
The Warlord of iron will issued the command to retreat.
The already demoralized monsters fought and retreated, leaving a trail of corpses in the wake of the human and Beastmen pursuit.
"Why hasn't it made a move? What's the purpose of this White Dragon's existence?"
