Beyond the city walls, within the camp of the orcish horde, Hekoth and Gunn, the two most seasoned shamans, hurried to the tent of their chieftain, Khao'khen. The weight of their discovery pressed upon their shoulders as they prepared to deliver news that would shift the very nature of the conflict.
"Chieftain," Hekoth began, his voice grave, "We have sensed a disturbance within the city. Demonic presence lurks within its walls." The shamans' eyes, usually filled with the wisdom of their connection to the spirit realm, now reflected a deep concern.
Khao'khen, his face etched with the weariness of battle, straightened. "Demonic energy? Are you certain?" The chieftain's curiosity battled with his wariness, knowing that such forces could be another obstacle to their goal of taking down the city.