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The steady, rocking movement of the beast's stride only added to the glorious high Urdnot Wrex was in at that moment. He leaned against one of the massive spikes that stuck from Tarrasque's back and surveyed his cavalry.
A gross of orange behemoths, each with an Urdnot warrior on it's back, both of them roaring with rage and anticipation. They were ready.
"URDNOT!" Wrex yelled, addressing his troops. "CHARGE!"
He struck his beast on it's short, plated neck with a varren prod.
The Tarrasque bucked up and rushed forward, stomping on the battlefield, turning the first Reaper that stood in its way into dust.
"On the ground, now!" he heard Urdnot Grunt yell. The whelp already mowed through two more machines.
He prodded his beast again.
It was glorious. It was AWESOME!
They were a match made in heaven!