''Leave me some ya maggots!'' a foul voice laced.
''I saw it first, the limbs are MİNE!'' hissed the other orc.
''I was the one to shoot it, so stay back or find your guts in a dish.''
A heavy kick knocked the fighting orc, the brute approached then ''Hurry up boys, this is breakfast, eat or you'll have your own flesh in the menu.'' he roared then, casting a scanning look around with his yellow-eyes.
