On the battlefield, the sandstorm raged. Through the swirling grit and chaos, the silhouettes of small scorpions could still be seen throwing themselves at the enemy, sowing confusion and buying precious time for the undead armies.
The longer the war of attrition dragged on, the more terrifying the advantage of the undead became. While the mortal sand scorpions and the Gnasher Race's beasts grew weary, the undead armies fought on, tireless and relentless. With Orion and Arthas drawn into their own high-stakes battles, command of the ground war had fallen to their undead lieutenants, who orchestrated countless localized skirmishes. Legendary-level Gnasher beasts were actively hunting key commanders like Bone White, Bone Red, and Vexis. They had already claimed a casualty in Rumbold, cut down by a flanking arch lord. Whether Arthas could resurrect him remained to be seen.
High above this maelstrom, Orion was taking a beating.
