Fight and Flight 

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"How about you, dears? Do you want to be the version of yourself that you want to be?"

The Orcs roared, baring their teeth and tusks while some were getting cold feet at the turn of events. The Old Orcs knew the tales of old about the Old Hag, while the younger generations lacked the teaching from their parents about the dangers of aggravating the cynical Old Witch.

"Don't listen to a word it said," Orakh warned, "Failure to mistake her kooky nature for benevolence is a mistake you don't live to repeat . . . so keep your guard up in her presence.

"No worries . . . I like my body as it is," Ren said meaningfully.

Ren saw how Orakh's face changed from seriousness to confusion and dread. The head warrior Orc was silent while his team was arguing with the Old Hag.

"Hmm . . . if you're not here to ask for your wish . . . then . . ." The Old Hag paused, hanging her sentence on purpose before she snickered and pointed her ladle against them.