And so, after our hero finished his heroic battle, he walked out the entrance and saw how the elves are fighting the orcs valiantly...well, less fighting, more running from, but potato potahto, right?
Just as our hero looked at the state of the battle, he saw an elf, not just any elf, but the elven girl which captured him, currently running from an orc and towards him, seemingly having noticed our hero.
"STOP RUNNING FOOD, MY TUMMY IS HUNGRY."
As always, Wise words coming from an orc.
"YES. I BIG BRAIN, ALMOST AS BIG AS WISE GLORG BRAIN."
Wise words indeed.
"JUST LEAVE ME ALONE YOU GREEN MORONIC ORC!"
Screamed the elf while of course running to the aid our hero to... use him as a meat-shield.
"Go, my pet, use Protect!"
"...No? Fuck you. "
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*Proceeds to violently stab her in the throat*
"That’s for naming me Dick and putting me in a cage, you fucker!"
Backstab improved to E-
Holy shi-
em-, and so our hero finally took revenge for her naming him with such an ridicoulos name.
"Wha-..what-...what's..wrong wi.t..the..na.me..rich- And then she died.
"B-..but..I..am..not...de.ad..."
Truly, a tragedy. May your dead pets in the afterlife have mercy upon your soul.
"Oh god...p-..please.no...help…"
By killing a defenseless elven girl, Host gained 6 levels.
Well, now that that’s done with, how the fuck am I gonna kill that orc...
"Hey, doggy, give my food!"
Dogg-? Who-, me-, what-...the fuck did he just call me? You retarded mate?
"Doggy, bring food!"
...I-...I am-...no-...
"sigh"
Alright. Sure, why not.
And so our hero proceeded to drag the corpse of the elf towards the wise orc.
here you go dude, one fresh busty elven girl corpse on the house.
“Good doggy, here, have a treat.”
And so the orc proceeded to violently rip off an arm from the corpse.
Yeah, nope.
“Here. Eat doggy.”
Does he really want me to...put it in my mouth? Fuck no.
“Go doggy, eat, if you no eat that means you weak and i eat you.”
And so our hero proceeded to put the arm in his mouth without a complaint.
Tastes like shit. Wait, I’m pretty sure I’m a herbivore, how the fuck am I even supposed to eat this.
Well, a little bit of complaining.
Now let’s just fuck off before the moron decides to change his mind.
"Goodbye doggy, I will forever remember our friendship!"
Said the orc, waving at the back of our departing hero, his face filled with tears.
Yeah, yeah, I will remember you too, retarded orc I’ve known for less than 5 minutes.
And so our Hero made another friend in his journey to rescue the world.
Yeah, sure, "rescue". Let’s call it that.