The light became bearable after a few seconds. Suddenly, a loud shriek was heard. It came from the orc. They were hit with the stench of corpses that had decayed over time. The smell was appalling, almost causing some of them to gag. He crinkled his nose in disgust. A bolt of raw adrenaline shot through his veins as he watched Saxhish cover the orc in her spiderwebs that were dripping in acid.
Yashiro and the guards jerked their weapons above their shoulders, ready for battle. He heard a cry of pleasure and saw that Saxhish was sitting on her regal throne of stones, the soul of the orc floating in her hand. The soul was a round ball of darkness filled entirely of dark energy.
"What is this? What is this?" she asked, repeatedly, staring at her uninvited guests, "It must be my lucky day seeing as I am being rewarded with so many delicious souls."
