The deep tunnels of the mine twisted like dark rivers, lit only by flickering torches. Dust hung in the air, thick and choking from the cave-in Byung had caused earlier but all Kraghul heard was the earth shaking, he moved through the tunnel like a living storm, his huge orc body filling the narrow space. He had slipped in through a hidden side tunnel he had found earlier—Murkfang's greatest secrte was about to play against them, barely big enough for his broad shoulders. He scraped against the walls as he went, but he didn't care. He didn't need help. Backup would only slow him down.
The first group of goblins never saw him coming and because of that, it was a lot easier for Kraghul to strike unnoticed.
