Ment
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- Let's go!
The girls headed to the meeting point.
-- You're just in time, -- said the captain. -- We need more swords.
He decided to wait for the promised grenades first. And it wouldn't be right to leave the goblin alone.
Urthang eagerly awaited the battle. He hadn't fought humans in a long time. "I wonder," he thought, "why are the Polo tribe fighting the Kre'ath tribe? Is the Polo tribe defending its land? Did the Kre'ath tribe invade the Polo tribe's island, just like those humans invaded the Black Raven tribe's island? Perhaps the Kre'ath tribe is trying to destroy the Polo tribe? It must be! The Kre'ath tribe is trying to destroy all the other tribes—orcs, humans—everyone! Last time, the orcs scalped the Kre'ath and stretched their skin over drums. That's what will happen now. The Kre'ath tribe will be defeated."
The orc took out a drum and started playing. He hoped to inspire confidence in the humans and summon good spirits to help them.
-- Well, what are you waiting for? There's music, but where's the song? Sing!