The aftermath of the Trial left Jajwok with little time to process his victory. As the crowd dispersed, murmurs of his performance rippled through the village, a mix of grudging respect and lingering suspicion. For now, the orcs would acknowledge him, but acceptance was still a distant goal.
Urgak led him out of the pit, his heavy footsteps echoing against the stone walls. "You surprised them," he said, his tone almost approving. "Didn't think a spirit trapped in a youngling's body would last five minutes down there."
"I didn't do it for them," Jajwok replied, his voice steady despite his exhaustion.
Urgak chuckled, slapping Jajwok on the back hard enough to make him stumble. "That's the right attitude. Fight for yourself first. Everything else comes after."
Jajwok glanced at him, unsure if the remark was meant to be wisdom or mockery.
