Chapitre 168: 168- Tactical Wipe-out

"What's with dis place?" Ghwynmyr asked the surviving Orkamuu while putting some pebbles on his palm.

"It's an odd one, my friend." Wahakim answered as he slowly rose from the mud and revealed a stump where his left arm used to be. "This place is too sensitive to sound; a little careless movement and your slight voice might turn into a shout here." He held his stump as he grimaced from the pain.

Ghwynmyr looked around and whispered as low as he possibly could. "W-whut 'appened to dat?" He asked.

Wahakim smiled tiredly at him, "I tried, my friend. I tried to help our friend, Urfaal but, alas, it was all for naught! I slipped and dropped myself on the ground the thud it caused caught those wretched monsters' attention and so, they punished me and my brethren." He sighed as he looked at the deep puddle of mud.