Anomalies

"Spare change..?"

"Please, spare change..?"

An orc stopped in the middle of the street when his leg was suddenly grabbed.

He looked down at two haggard old women who were dressed only in burlap bags.

"Disgusting… get off of me!"

The orc ripped his leg away, only to draw it back a moment later and kick the old women hard.

As one was closer to him than the other, she took the brunt of the attack. Her thin bones could be heard breaking under the pressure like stacks of plywood.

The women cried out as they skidded across the dusty street and tumbled against a nearby trash can.

Several onlookers shook their heads at the display, but no one really bothered to help them.

The most that anyone could really be bothered to do was place some coins at their feet out of pity.

The sister who hadn't been kicked wouldn't allow for this opportunity to just go to waste.