The look in Beroigard's eyes changed to that of anger and hatred as he called out—
"I know you are observing all of this from somewhere. I hope that you are pleased with the result. With this, we orcs have no other way out, we have completely run out of all options as you have said. The ogres have given their ultimatum and that is to enslave us after reducing our numbers".
"A life like that, can you even call it a life? I would rather die than agree to be enslaved by them. However, I cannot allow that fate to befall my tribe members. Thus I ask you demon, if I were to submit to you, will our tribe have a better future than the one right now?".
His words were carried by the wind and were heard by ogres. They couldn't help but mock him and wonder if the orc had somehow gone insane due to the shock of losing.
