The weather here was really changeable.
It was a sunny day when Allen and others came to provoke them. Although the air was a little cold, a few minutes later, there was a sudden gust of cold wind around.
The wind and rain wetted everyone's clothes.
And those orc's bodies were very sensitive. As soon as their hair touched the water, they immediately became very uncomfortable.
"Master, the weather has changed. Shall we continue to chase after them?"
Asked one of the orcs, heavily furred and dripping with rain. He looked very embarrassed.
The one who was asked was their chief orc. He had short hair, but he didn't feel good because he got wet in the rain.
But when he thought of Allen's provocation just now, he was furious again.
"Why don't you go after him? If I don't knock his head off today, I won't be able to swallow my anger!"
No matter what, Allen and the others seemed to ride on their shit today and didn't take them seriously at all.