"Very well, Seraphina. I appreciate your understanding," Kurayami acknowledged, his tone softened by her display of loyalty.
Kurayami hovered in the night sky, a dark specter beneath the moon's gentle glow. He looked down at the scene below, thinking about his next move. Memories of his previous encounter with the Orc village stirred within him, particularly the chilling power he had felt back then. Now, as he observed the Orcs struggling against the attacking adventurers, he couldn't help but wonder where that powerful Orc Lord had gone.
The current Orcs appeared much weaker in comparison, barely able to hold their ground against the intruders. Kurayami's thoughts swirled as he considered the changes that had taken place since his last visit to the village.
