The white linen cloth, originally rolled into a ball, unfurled when the Orcs Pathfinder Squad Leader tossed it into the air, then slowly drifted down into the space between the Orc Wolf Riders and the High Elf Frostwolf Rangers.
The High Elf Frostwolf Rangers watched the white linen cloth settle slowly onto the ground.
"Ace against ace?" At last, one of the High Elf Frostwolf Rangers opposite them spoke. She was a female High Elf, and she spoke in the Common tongue of Azeroth.
"Ace against ace!" the Orcs Wolf Rider leading the Pathfinder Squad replied in a low voice.
"Then follow us!" the High Elf Frostwolf Ranger said as she turned her Frostwolf around. "This place is too close to your vanguard's main force. I don't want them interrupting our fight."
As soon as she finished speaking, the other High Elf Frostwolf Rangers turned their mounts as well and rode back after their Frostwolf Ranger Leader.
The Orcs Pathfinder Squad Leader hesitated briefly, then waved his Wolf Riders onward and followed, leaving a jumble of Great Clover Worg tracks in the mud.
To be honest, the Orcs Pathfinder Squad Leader really did want a fair contest between aces with these High Elf Frostwolf Rangers. Although there were only seven on his side and ten on theirs, he still considered it a fair fight.
He had hesitated for two reasons: first, he feared the High Elves might have an ambush waiting; second, he wondered whether the two Orc Wolf Rider Subordinates he had left behind would realize they had followed these High Elf Frostwolf Rangers.
But after that brief hesitation, he put his concerns aside. Before coming here, he had already sent a Wolf Rider Subordinate to report to the vanguard commander. He believed the troops sent by the main