The doors to the lower floors merchant/bar were slammed open by Zon, a fierce snarl on his face as he immediately scanned the room. Lip curling in disgust at the humans and elves inside that were currently training.

“Kill the ones with the weapons first! Don’t leave one alive!”

He yelled at the other orcs behind him, and they did as told. As people tried to run the orcs stopped them and killed them with their spears, no one knew they’d be coming since orcs always kept to the lower levels..