The Games (VII): Midwife

Rezar walked into the tent with the eyes of the orc woman following after him, it was almost as if her very gaze was trying to burn a hold into the back of his head, it was obvious she expected and wanted him to fail, but honestly by this point Rezar could care less. All he knew was that he was going to face whatever awaits him just like he has always faced every challenge that came his way, and that was with his best, nothing less and even more if he could squeeze it out.