After seeing the Orcs enter the battlements, Leon, with no desire to play with a weak Ogre of the same size, gently fluttered his wings to take flight and landed on the roof of the Chapel for a short rest.
Honestly, he had been running around quite a bit today, dealing with many things, feeling like he had done more than in the past several months.
Under normal circumstances, Leon's sleep would definitely last until tomorrow, perhaps even until tomorrow's afternoon, but he woke up before dark today because he kept thinking about the Orcs exploring the battlements. When he woke up, his mind was a bit groggy, and it wasn't until after he spent some time in the wind that he fully woke up.
Yawning, Leon noticed that all the Orcs had come out of the battlements.
Lorug was resting, and when he saw Leon had woken up and landed in the central courtyard, he hurried over to greet him.
"You guys came out..." Leon asked, "How was the loot?"
