"W-what the… " A beaten, battered and bruised, but still alive albeit quite weary silver-haired youth cried out in a mixture of shock and surprise as the metal door opened, revealing a strange dark green looking humanoid figure with a robust-looking orc following behind him.
As they stepped inside the dimly lit storage-looking dusty, empty room, they stopped just a few steps away from the silver-haired human sitting on the ground.
"W-who are you? W-what do you want?! I told you before, I will not say a word, you are just wasting your time! Hmpf!" He cried out with a fierce, determined gaze, despite the many beatings he surely must have received in the course of several hours.
Looking at the duo, he spat on the ground, and harrumphed, adding a few words under his breath in the process to his previous outcry. "Not that any of you pig heads could understand normal language…"