The number of Orcs that were waiting for me down on the ground wasn't little.

They stretched a little bit into the horizon as they all wielded a variety of weapons, waiting for the order from their boss to swarm me.

I made the drake fly away as I didn't want to lose this mount for nothing and cracked my knuckles in preparation for the battle that was to come.

Out of the wave of Orcs came one that had green glowing eyes as a double-layered voice came out of his mouth, indicating that whoever was controlling these Orcs was the one talking to me right now:

"If you know what's good for you, you should leave the Duramato continent as soon as possible, I will not pursue the fact that you have dominated quite a bit of Orcs, but you cannot stay on this continent one minute longer if you want to live!"

I looked at this particular Orc before asking:

"Oh, and why is that so? What is this continent hiding that you would go to such great lengths of ambushing me with your army?"

The Orc snorted as