The orcs surged forward their war cries echoing through the night as they charged the black monolith that was Horizon's base. The dead orcs had been revived, their forms fueled by the shamans magic. Their movements were slow but powerful they lumbered groaning, sickly green liquid dripping from their mouths. The living orcs ran alongside them, axes and other weapons drawn in glinting in the moonlight.
On the inside Horizon stared at the incoming horde, his silver tendrils wildly flaying behind him.
"Deploy drones."
The base obeyed. From hidden compartments alongside the bases exterior, metallic objects where launched into the air. With mechanical clicks the metal objects unfolded, growing large metal rotors as well a twin rotary cannon. The drones optics focused on the orcs as they engaged.
