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Grik roared with the rest of the training group. The blood lust was growing with every session of training. The skills they learned would be used to prove the dominence of the orcish tribes. Used to punish those who broke the treaties they cried to have put into place. It would soon be time for retribution, for orcs to feel at home in the places they called home.
The orcs were still murmering about the last aspects of the training that the dark elf had shared with them. The strikes and the use of decorating thier weapons. The information was valueable, items that Grik would have to put into effect before he found himself on the battlefields. When ever that time came the young orc would be ready.
"Now, pair up and then do the strikes one at a time against an opponent."
Kruel looked on as the class performed each strike. Some orcs began to get carried away and started with combination strikes when they saw how fun it was. Grik was looking for a new partner as the dark elf called out.
"Cut it out, you Lughorns!"" Kruel snapped. "If you wnat to be more than Lughorns pay atteniton to my instruction!
Get the individual strikes down pat first. If you don't do them right here then you won't get them right on the battlefield!"
The orcs then began to slow thier strikes, going just as the instructer requested. The nature of the beast got ahead of some of them as a few more strikes were seen in several areas. Grik had then pulled his partner back, he had moved away looking for an easier partner to train with.
Grik had to show him all he learned and to show the orc not to shy away form a strong opponent. Taking it easy and slow Grik repeated the moves. Then paused to allow his partner to train also. This went on over and over till a yell from the instructor brought them back to the task at hand.
"Okay, NOW, try the combination strikes I showed you!"
Now all the orcs were excited. They were doing the strikes perfectly and always on the final strike they looked as if they were trying to break a shield on their opponent. The energy had spread throughout the field and just as Grik had shown his drive, the others proved the felt the same way. It was quite a horde growing.
"Good. That's enough. Good work urak. I think you have mastered the basics of shield as a weapon. Come back here at least twice and I will review your training to make sure that you are ready to use this new skill before heading out to battle. I look forward to seeing you out on the battlefield."
With that, the class roared. They had just completed the basics but it was enough to give them a little edge in battle when the time arises. For once they proved themselves on the battlefield they would be granted more training, and more skills to vent thier wrath.
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