"What are we going to do now?"
"This is a mess..."
"Damn it, is this game targeting me specifically!"
The purchase plan had just been agreed upon yesterday! Yet today, they learned that the boss they had negotiated with had been ganked.
It had happened last night, on a night when the moon wasn't dark, and the wind wasn't fierce. A sudden fight erupted on the turf where the Orc Tribe had set up camp.
The foreign orcs had no sense of martial ethics, and they defeated the local orc leader in a one-on-one duel.
Now look what happened...
"Boss... my teeth... my teeth..."
"I've lost my teeth too, boss..."
The new boss obviously had no plans to deal with humans; the underlings who were sent to talk to him were violently knocked out and had all their teeth removed before being sent back.
It was because of this that they found out the Orc Tribe's boss had been replaced.
