Kapitel 1152: Eicher

"The Lord has given us orders!" Several legendary werecreature shamans charged into the battlefield without the slightest hesitation. Malar had roared out their orders, and with him being the object of their faith their zealotry left them with no choice but to obey.

However, the secular leaders of the werecreatures grew irritable. Despite their reluctance, the shamans had pulled them into the fray.

"How much longer till preparations are done?" Mystra asked as she turned to Tyr. She had managed to block off the orc gods with her silverflame, and Leylin had been trapped as well.

"I need another moment, this is something we borrowed…" Tyr had reached into a ball of light that was surrounded by blue sparks. It seemed extremely magnificent, putting great pressure on the orc gods.

"There’s also some worms crawling over that don’t seem to know their place…" Mystra turned to the several legendary werecreatures.