Chapter 365: Place to Rest
Elmo groaned as he became aware of his surroundings. The first thing he noticed was the pounding headache he had from where it was clear he'd been hit. Even gingerly touching that spot on his head created a flare of pain that threatened to put him unconscious again.
"You awake," a voice said, alerting him to the fact that he wasn't alone.
As Elmo opened his eyes, he could see that he was in a cave and some light made his surroundings visible. It wasn't torchlight, but had more of a feel of natural light. Which in turn made him feel like he might be close to the entrance of the cave. Which, if true, might be useful for when he wanted to escape.
The one who spoke was what looked like an orc, from what Elmo could remember when he'd slaughtered a horde of them who had been under the control of Aquis. He wasn't sure why they'd spared him and taken the time to capture him, but he had a feeling he wasn't going to like the reasons.
"You come with me," the orc said, it's expression letting Elmo know that he shouldn't try to argue with him. That doing so would result in bad things happening.
As Elmo tried to stand up, a wave of vertigo washed over him and he found himself falling before he'd even been able to stand up fully.
The orc turned back to him and glared hatefully at him. "I say come, you come!" he snapped.
"I can't walk if I can't stand," Elmo retorted, a little surprised at how easily those words came out. When he had been certain that he should just try and do what he was told so they'd let their guard down around him, which would hopefully grant him a chance to escape.
What surprised Elmo most was the reaction to his retort. The glare lessened and the orc looked like he was grinning in a way. "You might be useful after all."