Layla's POV
As soon as I inhaled the air around the borders of the Orc nation, my skin crawled in remembrance of my encounter in the forest. Those berserkers sure were hideous. I won't even want to imagine my horror if I see a whole bunch of them in the land we just trespassed.
The eight wolves sprinted tirelessly again for the next couple of hours until we reached the place called 'Stone Village'. It was a place recorded to be the orc's warrior based during the continental war.
Now, the houses made of hard stones were desolated and obviously not maintained. It appeared that the orc nation had no intention to go to war soon with any of its neighboring races. Especially the wolf race was known to be so vicious on their territory. The breach of the berserkers still puzzled me. Nonetheless, the matter of politics wasn't really my forte.
