Tower of Trials 2nd Floor: Orc's Den Last Part
Fifteen minutes melted away in the oppressive gloom of the Orc's Den. Sweat beaded on Noah's brow despite the cool air, a testament to the exertion of his previous fight. His muscles ached pleasantly, the familiar thrum of battle coursing through his veins. He was a predator in his element, and his senses were on high alert, scanning for the next challenge.
Suddenly, a guttural chorus of orcish growls pierced the tense silence. Five hulking figures emerged from the tangled undergrowth, their beady eyes gleaming with malice. They charged towards him, a wave of green muscle and gnashing tusks.