Oth, slightly out of breath, looked at Jezz with a tired smile. "Master, you really enjoy all of this, don't you?"
"Of course, Oth. A good fight always brings sweet rewards, especially when we can gain new allies," Jezz replied, his gaze lingering on the young orc, filled with meaning but also a hint of fear.
Amid the smoke and lingering smell of burning from the aftermath of the battle with the goblins, Jezz looked at the young orc sitting on the ground.
The orc appeared confused and anxious, especially after the battle that nearly claimed his life. With a small smile on his face, Jezz crouched in front of the young orc, trying to ease the tension despite the still heavy atmosphere.
"Thanks for saving me, but... why would humans help orcs? Don't you hate us?" the young orc asked, his voice trembling slightly but filled with curiosity.
