Leon watched as the orcs passed by, their guttural voices filling the air with raucous chatter. They moved without a care in the world, completely oblivious to his presence. Leon sighed softly before quietly following them, careful not to make any noise that might alert them to his presence.
He trailed them stealthily, each step deliberate and measured, his heart pounding in his chest. The thrill of the hunt surged through his veins as he maintained a safe distance, ensuring he stayed hidden from their view. His goal was clear: follow them to their village, where he planned to unleash chaos.
