Chapter 49: Truck (2)

The truck jolted to a halt, the sudden stop nearly sending me crashing into the metal bars.

Around me, the other hostages stirred, some groaning in pain while others sat silently, their faces pale and defeated.

The engine sputtered, then went quiet, leaving an eerie silence that was soon filled with the guttural growls and hisses of the goblins outside.

The driver leapt down, growling and gesturing wildly, as though berating the rusted beast for its betrayal.

Around me, the other hostages shifted uneasily, glancing at each other with pale faces.

Through the gaps in the truck, I saw a Orc, a hulking brute with mismatched armor and a crude wrench in its clawed hand, examining the engine.

It barked orders in its guttural language, and two smaller goblins scrambled to assist, their clumsy movements almost comical if not for the situation.

A sharp command echoed, and the cage door swung open with a screech.