Bhok Bone Carver POV
I never liked even odds. Playing fair was for idiots. I placed my boys in strategic positions, each with a different weapon, and waited. I wouldn't take part myself, after all I am more of an order giver and as the son of the chief, who dares question my orders.
"I'll get as much achievements and honor from those Dregu slaves" I couldn't help whispering in excitement.
When that little puta Omub makes his way back from his supply at the battlefront, alone and armed with a few men, we'd attack in force. Nothing fatal, but painful none the less.
"His head would fetch me enough achievements over my brothers, Bhok, killer of the great Omub the Gruesome...kikiki"
"Little chief, there are some figures ahead" the lizard folk slave whispers to my ears and I couldn't hold excitement, 'kikikiki Ulam did not lie!'.
"Kill them" I ordered.
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