There was a massive explosion. Kotagnac only budged an inch or two in his kneeling position. "Rrrg. Her magic is strong. She is not however." He thought. "You there! Elven maggot! What is your name?! I want to know what i shall engrave on the plaque that goes under your severed head! Hahaha!" He yelled this taunt to the princess in taunt as he advanced towards her, his shield raised, covering most of him in his crouch position. 

His other two orcs were in combat with the elven gaurds, so he was going to challenge the princess. He drew another card, this time from his belt, and chanted some words. "H'huru mislektsh ektemp." Upon finishing these words, the card he was holding began to glow. And out of it came a nasty looking orcish shortsword. "Hehehe." He laughed as he came upon her. "Your time to die is now."