Sunday, 3 June 2018

Orc Hatred

By the time I caught up to her, her blade was dark green, thanks to the amount of orc blood she had shed. When I approached she turned suddenly, the tip of the sword inches from my face. But I was focused on her eyes, just visible through her armor suits' helmet.

"Honey, you cool?"

"No quarter! More orcs must die!"

I rose my hands.

"I know, I know. But maybe we should go home, kill them later."

I needed to make sure she was home and unarmed before she removed her armor and saw she was an orc now.

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