Gohan and Charjer had created a fire behind the Uland Rum Distribution Center, which they used to prepare a simple dinner.

"Good thing you brought some meat," Gohan thankfully told Charjer.

Some brush past the far wall of the building began to rustle. Gohan gestured towards the direction in warning. Charjer nodded. They both quietly and quickly wielded their weapons. As they stood, numerous orcs appeared, surrounding the warriors.

The orcs advanced and attacked the pair. The first few orcs that reached them collided into each other and then fell down dead as the rangers came slashing down at their enemies from above.

As the battle wore on, the number of orcs was whittled down. As Charjer dispatched the last orc on his side, Gohan charged a group on his side. Charjer looked over towards Gohan and laughed. On his blade were three skewered orcs crying in agony.

"Gohan!" called Charjer. "This is a battle, not a barbecue." Gohan snickered as he removed the orcs from his sword.

"Hey!" he exclaimed. "One's still alive!" Charjer joined him.

"Good," he said. "Let's see if we can get a little information out of him."

Gohan kicked the orc. "Who sent you?" Surprisingly, the orc was helpful.

"Our orc chieftain Mihraw. He is going to attack the Uland Island rum distillery."

"That means..." Charjer trailed off.

"They're walking into an orcish army!" Gohan finished.

They began to run towards Uland Island, hoping it was still there.