"I'll deal with her directly," Azekiel declared. "And she'll possibly come with Liam this time."
He entered the Orc Village, having Leor following him. The archers aimed at Leor while the Orcs were ready to attack.
"Don't attack her. She is my prisoner!" Azekiel declared at the top of his lungs, making sure that even the farthest archers heard her.
"Why a prisoner? They attacked us! We should kill them!" The Leader of the Orcs questioned.
They had destroyed half the forest for this battle. They had lost their previous leader. And now that they finally had the advantage, they were letting a Triad live? That didn't make sense at all!
"I know what I'm doing. The Triads don't just have an army of twenty. They have hundreds. We took out twenty, but more will come. They'll keep coming until we deal with their Queen directly! And she'll be the link in that deal!"