"What was that?!"
The high orc wasn't the only one who had heard the hiss, which, without a doubt, sounded like that of a python. The rest of his subordinates had also heard it and instantly stiffened up, looking around with wariness in their eyes.
The high orc, distracted by the strange sound, withdrew his staff instinctively. At that split second, Nox had already moved from his spot, heading deeper into the battle zone.
When the high orc saw this, his expression turned ugly. This was his chance—his chance to end this threat once and for all before it became a much more troublesome headache in the near future.
I need him to stay still to cast the curse, the orc thought bitterly. It's all because of that sound... where is it?
The high orc glanced around, but everything seemed still. The blades of grass fluttered softly, and tiny beasts moved under the bushes, but apart from that, there was nothing suspicious.
