Wildcard

"Oh, Kanshi! I'm alive," Pino cried, as hot tears and blood welled up from his eyes and the wound inflicted by the orc. For the moment, the fact that he was saved was enough to forget the terrible pain in his head.

He stared at the corpse of his assailant and sucked in a deep breath. He couldn't just remain on the ground with the corpses, playing dead. Many have tried such tactics over the years, and the results have not been kind to them.

Pino stood up, clutching the hilt of his sword tightly. However, none of the orcs came to assault him, much to his relief. He saw others fighting around him in wild fervour or desperation, too busy to help anyone else. But Pino was free. Wait, why was he free?