Torrent of emotions was sweeping Snug and he was hopeless to stop it. He couldn't even name most of the emotions he felt. As such, he just stood over the half scorched body of Bug, shaking. All around him there was chaos, orruks running around and yelling, without the usual laughter that followed a hard won battle. What a battle. They came into this townlet expecting weak humies ripe for the taking. Yet only silence greeted them, empty streets full of charred rocks and craters. Even the swampcalla seemed unnerved. Then out of ground they appeared, gingerhaired balls of muscles with fire in their eyes. Snug and Bug were laughing then, as they unleashed first volley, fully expecting the mob of duardin carrying weird staffs to be decimated. Yet that did not happen, golden runes shined bright, warded off the damage and their staffs unleashed torrents of fire back, decimating Bug's whole squad. Snug remembered that moment of astonished fury he felt. His vision grew reder then normal as he unleashed volley after volley with no apparent effect. It was only when the midgets charged Knarl's battleline that the fate began to change. As the very Foot of Gork stomped on the charging gingers, Břřok's troggoth hewed them down with his clubs.
Then came the explosions. All around them, fire appeared and huge swaths of attacking duardin disappeared, chief among them their priest and other heroes. Rest started withdrawing, yet Snug kept on unleashing bolt after bolt. Just like that, the battle was over, they ran. Now he stood over his dead brother, shaking.
"Boss, we got told to leg it. We are not to stay ere," a somewhat distant voice of one of his Boyz got to him. He charged immediately, grabbing an arrow and aiming for the gitz head. His hand was suddenly stopped though, by someone much stronger then he. Stoop stood beside him, holding him so strong Snug couldn't move.
"Idiot, what are ya playing at. Bug aint dead, but ya will be, if ya dont start finking straight," he said and Snug froze. Then came Zoghag, visibly displeased for being dragged here by Brolgor, but he did kneel to Bug and started chanting some words Snug did not know, his face started to heal. Bug then opened his eyes.
"We are leavin, get yer boyz and follow Knarl," said Brolgor.
"Why, we should enjoy the spoils no?"
"There is no spoil here that would be worth staying, ya saw how the midgets disappeared, some foul play I reckon. As they appeared, they dissapeard, not worth staying, especially with all the wild fire magic in here. We be leavin. Take your friend ere and go, before I start regrettin healin him," said the swampcalla.
"Aye, understood." Snug picked Bug up and started walking with the leaving morruks, now thinking, about the duardin lurking in the fires bellow. Basterds with their dirty tricks.