Chapter 63.1
Orc Hero Story
“I had just come face to face with Birmingham, the ‘Black Chief,’ when it appeared.”
“Somebody said, ‘Look up there’.”
“I looked up, and there was a majestic figure: A dragon with shining red scales, breathing fire and spreading fear and death.”
“No matter how brave the orcs were, there was no one who did not tremble in fear at the sight of it. I was no exception. It was the first time I faltered in front of the enemy since I was a recruit.”
“Perhaps it was because I tried to escape. When I thought, ‘There’s no way I can defeat that thing’, the next thing I knew, I was on the ground, near the dragon’s breath, and some kind of invisible poison or something was sprayed around.”
“I thought I was dead. That’s what it means to die, but I couldn’t afford to die yet. ‘I have to fight’, I thought, but I couldn’t stay conscious.”
“When I woke up, not much time had passed, but the situation had changed. Because the dragon had descended to the ground and was rampaging through everyone.”
“I thought, ‘How majestic, how immense, how overwhelming, how powerful’.”