A few seconds after the team stopped to take a rest, Rocky couldn't help but notice the rhythmic, deep rumbling sounds that soon filled the air.
*Buhararararrrr*
Glancing over, he saw that Buhara, the enormous orc, had already succumbed to exhaustion. The snoring noises escaping from his mouth were almost comical, given his usually intimidating presence, and it involuntarily brought a rare chuckle to Rocky's lips.
Buhara had been pushing himself hard, and the moment he found a brief respite, his body wasted no time in shutting down, dragging him into the depths of sleep.
Rocky shook his head slightly, a small smile lingering as he observed Buhara's peaceful, yet slightly ridiculous, expression. It was a stark contrast to the usual ferocity the orc exhibited in battle.
*Clock*
The soft click of a bottle cap echoed faintly in the dark tunnel as Rocky uncorked a bottle of refreshment potion.
