186. Re:zero

The scream of the red orcs losing their lives as the massacre inside the maze continued roared through the approaching red orcs outside the maze. Their brothers' cry for help hurried them over the maze filled with pit traps. Enraged, their violent nature showed on their facial expression, gritting their teeth in anger, eager to tear the humans to pieces and toy with their bodies.

The Bloodshed carried on, and the Three-headed Austere Red Orc just stood there, listening to his fellow orcs cry, begging for help. Calmly, he stood in front of the entrance, watched the red orcs disorganized, chasing whoever showed up in front of them. Its mind was not on the red orcs but on a particular human running around the maze, luring orcs to fall to the pit traps.

"How much longer?"

"About forty minutes, I guess?"