Chapter 40. Could You Please Shut Up
A few hours ago, in the dimly-lit forest surrounded by trees, a group of orcs ravenously feasted on a beast. Among them, stood an orc a head taller than the rest, fully armed and exuding air of dominance.
Suddenly, a strange creature caught his eye. Just like them, it walked on two legs. The orc was briefly puzzled, but soon dismissed his curiosity. In the end, food was still food.
Grrr!
He ordered his subordinates to capture the peculiar beast, and they brandished their weapons. The crude tools, made of stone and wood, were deadly enough to hunt prey.
The Orc Leader grinned as his minions charged through the forest, smashing everything in their path. Just then, a brilliant white light shone before them.
Crackle—!
The strange creature had launched a spear on them, which in turn transformed into lightning and struck them.
Grrr!
Momentarily blinded as if hit by a flashbang, the Orc Leader shook his head. When he opened his eyes, all his subordinates had fallen.
"This must be the last one in this forest," said a voice right in front of him.
The strange creature was twirling his spear. When did it retrieve its weapon? Startled, the Orc Leader swung his glaive in panic, but the creature effortlessly dodged it, before stabbing him in the neck.