Elsewhere…
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Inside a large cave filled with bones from both creatures and dominants, many large green and red orcs were milling about. Some were sharpening rusted blades on jagged rocks while others were tearing into raw meat.
There were wooden torches mounted to the uneven walls, their orange flames casting long, flickering shadows that danced across the piles of remains.
In a shadowy corner of the cavern, a young beautiful girl with blonde hair tied in twin ponytails was leaning against a damp stone wall when an orc suddenly brought her an apple. The girl didn't react at first as she had a vacant, distant expression and her face was pale. But then her lips suddenly curved into a smile.
"So he knows where I am?"
She let out a soft laugh that grew into a chuckle, and then she began to laugh like a mad person, her voice ringing out unnaturally high in the damp air.
"That bastard really is scary."
