Is this really a Game?!

One of the paths lead straight to the orc dining quarters, it was a huge room that could house hundreds of orcs and it would serve as another sort of dead-end to the party as it was connected to the sleeping quarters which were connected to the training hall, the training hall was the 2nd area they needed to go to and the second left path was the one that would lead them there.

Of course, there were a couple of corridors they needed to pass before arriving there, the corridors were of course filled with traps in case someone attacks the base. Since Reign and the others had started their attack, all of the traps have been activated and were now ready to be unleashed.

Magokur on the other hand had already entered the base, he used a secret tunnel that he and his men had built about 2 weeks ago, the tunnel led to a building outside the base, the building was old and not high and no scouts or orcs would ever be present there. That was also the place where Magokur had been since the battle between Reign and the commander.

The tunnel was located in the living quarters of the orcs, there was one room that was used only by his subordinates, of course, that matter was made a secret, one of his subordinates was a member of the chieftain\'s private guard, another was part of the private guard of the commander while the others were elite soldiers. Out of the 100 men he had, these 6 were the strongest, all of the other ones were simply normal orcs that could be found throughout the base.

All of the orcs already knew what to do, they made preparations earlier as Magokur had told them that the attack would be carried out today, all of them made sure to find out the exact placement of orcs in the base in order to make the battle easier, of course, none of them expected that Reign and the others would simply steamroll through the first area. All of them had a blue cloth with them, the cloth was hidden but when the battle started they would all tie it on their arms in order to let Reign and the others know that they were allies.

The shaman was currently in his workshop, he would usually spend most of his time there, researching and experimenting with monsters, corpses, and his magic. Even though he was a shaman that mostly specialized in support, some of the things that came out of his workshop were horrible abominations that were more powerful than normal orcs.

Nobody except for the chieftain was allowed to enter the workshop, even the commander and Magokur had to either wait in front of the door or be given entry by the shaman if they ever needed to find him. Magokur had never stepped inside the workshop himself, he and the shaman had some things that were unresolved from before the orc base was established and the latter made sure to use his position in order to suppress Magokur.

As a vice-commander, he was also supposed to get a private guard, but the shaman made sure to tell the chieftain how their elite troops were already thinned out amongst the normal orcs and that establishing another private guard would be a bad idea. He personally guaranteed that once his experiments bore fruit he would give Magokur his creation in order to act as his personal guard.

Nobody would want to have such monstrosities with them, even though their strength was undeniable, the very thought of such beings following him made his skin crawl. Not to mention that he would never feel truly safe being followed by the creations of the shaman.

When the game started the orcs were thrown into this town alongside the other races. The first couple of days were brutal, the goblins, hobgoblins, draifs, orcs, and other races slaughtered each other and the humans that could be found there. Magokur had found the shaman in an empty warehouse, the shaman was doing his horrible experiments there, bodies of humans and monsters could be found everywhere in the warehouse as the latter was doing experiments with both corpses and live specimens.

Even though the shaman was a support type, he was still many times stronger compared to normal monsters of his own level, to kill or capture some of them was no real challenge to him.

He would torture, cut off parts of the bodies, and many more things to his captives, when Magokur saw that he became outraged, some time had already passed since the orc chieftain managed to establish his prestige and gather up the different races. The goblins and hobgoblins were weak and immediately surrendered to him, the draifs were a proud bunch and believed that they could easily escape from the orcs if needed, it was only after the commander and chieftain personally went to their hideout that they bent the knee.

The draif leader was quite powerful as his power was somewhere between the commander and Magokur. After being beaten by submission he moved his hideout closer to the orc base and gave his men to the chieftain to command. It was only after the orcs had started hiding that the draif leader decided to cut the connection and leave with his draifs.

Magokur fought against the shaman and managed to win, he wanted to kill the bastard but it was the order of the chieftain that he was to be brought alive. Upon coming back to the base and narrating everything he had witnessed, Magokur was shocked to see that the chieftain didn\'t care and offered the shaman to be his advisor, a rank above Magokur\'s. Ever since then the shaman made sure to suppress Magokur at every chance, he was an incredibly proud orc, and to be beaten black and blue by Magokur was unacceptable.

He was also the one that was fascinated by Raal who later became the overseer of the orc warehouse and one of the anchor points. Both the shaman and the chieftain had great expectations of him, even though he was weak for an orc, his ability to manipulate the soul and cast illusions were incredibly rare and he could one day become an important person that served them.

Magokur made sure to bring some of his subordinates with him, even though he had managed to defeat the shaman before, he had no idea how many of his monstrous experiments were in the workshop, if he wasn\'t careful then he might be the one that dies today.

He and the orcs arrived at the door of the workshop, the thick wooden door served as a great contrast to the surrounding metal scraps and cement. Magokur took a deep breath as he looked at the 5 orcs that were with him, the five were more powerful compared to normal orcs and would be able to fight against the shaman\'s monstrosities as equals.

Magokur held his hammer before taking a low stance and swinging it towards the door with full force. The 10cm thick wooden door was sturdy and would be able to take quite the beating, but under the powerful strength of Magokur it burst apart immediately. Splinters flew off everywhere as Magokur and his orcs entered the workshop, the sight in front of them made them stop for a moment and gulp.

Blood was present on the floor as it covered most of it, corpses of many different monsters and humans were hung on the ceiling, shackled to the walls, or chained up on benches. Horrible shrieks could be heard coming from one part of the huge workshop. The entire workshop was just a huge hall, there were different areas present in it however, on one side were a few workbenches and tools while another was filled with alchemy ingredients and equipment.

An area for torture, one for keeping his experiments and many more could be seen. The area where the shrieks could be heard was the one where the shaman was, it was the left corner of the room and it seemed that the shaman was in the middle of an experiment while a couple of his abominations were helping him out.

After hearing the loud sound he had stopped and turned around to face Magokur and his orcs.