In the cold desert night, the orcs panted loudly and raised their torches up high, having just successfully ambushed the merchant group.
They spoke in a language that was slightly similar to glacial orcs and walked back and forth within the group's disorderly campsite, rummaging around and gathering their spoils from the battle.
Meanwhile, at the merchant group master's camp, starting from Dean and Louisa, Old Hammer, Quick Rope, Mickey, and the other humans who surrendered and were held captive, they all held their heads in their hands and walked in a straight line. They were escorted by heavily armed orcs to see the leader of the orcs.
