Uglutz cursed as the battle began to erupt around him. The filthy elves had taken them somewhat by suprise. There was little time to organize a counter-strike, and the noise of battle was too loud for any real orders to be given. Grulg apparantly did not think so, as he continued to curse and spit orders to various lines of the Skullcrusher defenses.
A small patrol of dwarves rounded the corner near Uglutz and the group of shamen surrounding him. The Skullcrusher shamen wasted no time and began calling to the earth to heed their call. Fire erupted in mid air, and the very earth itself rose up to greet the invading dwarves.
Uglutz raised his hands to call upon the blessings of Shakha, but his oversized one-horned helm decided to fall down over his face, completely covering his head down to his chin. "Wizzies!!" Uglutz thought to himself as darkness came over him, thinking some sort of evil spell prevented his sight. In a fit of panic, Uglutz pulled out one of his large battle axes and began swinging furiously, hoping to cut down anything that got within striking distance.
Shamen of the Skullcrushers cursed as they dodged not only from dwarves and elves, but from Uglutz's axe as well. A few grunts were not as attentive as they should have been, and found a battle axe dug halfway into their sides for their punishment. Feeling satisfied there was no longer any invaders near him, Uglutz raised his hands again to the heavens, and called down a volley of lightning from the clouds.
The smell of burning flesh began to flow through the air, being carried across the field of battle with the wind. Lightning continued to pour down from above, striking indiscriminately at all that it could touch. An elvish arrow made its way directly to the center of Uglutz's helm, knocking it up and off his head. "Har!" Uglutz cried, feeling satisfied his last volley of lightning dealt with the filthy elvish wizard whom had cast the darkness spell.
Breathing heavily from battle, a few grunts on wargs brought up the front of the shamen's advance. "Lat blah tu me ib der uny oder wizzies!" Uglutz yelled. "Me clomp dem tu!" Several shamen just shrugged their shoulders and took up position beside their warchief, quite glad he forgot to pick up his helm.