The settlement of the Orcs was in the East, more toward the North than the Juma district that had become the dwelling of all criminals in Central Darma.
"Do I have to?" Ramus asked.
Pulling in on multiple cars, the group of twelve that Relafan led along with their teacher, Relafan himself, pulled up at the outskirts of the settlement of the Orcs.
The sun was slowly on its way down. There were just about nine hours remaining before the Orcs would make their way to Polaris. But chances of that seemed low since Vincent was the one interrupting their march.
All that remained. Was to siege the Orcs while their people were busy charging.
"Who even thinks that we should siege the place that is trying to siege us?" One of Relafan's students spoke up, the student was quite a bit older than his teacher. "That is being bit by a snake and biting back. Heck, it's like sucking the blood out of a mosquito."
