As Agarwaen moved deeper into the forest, a particular stench caught his attention. That stench was awfully familiar to him, orcs.
He looked back, hearing sounds of battle he began running towards the camp. He knew well how cruel and merciless the orcs could be.

As he ran to the camp, a small figure caught his attention, jumping from tree to tree, towards the camp. A young girl, too young to be alone. Behind her, approaching fast, a hungry orc had his eyes fixed on her. Unaware of the enemy, the girl would certainly turn into orc food.

Jumping down the tree, he fell behind the orc, and with a quick slash with his gauntlets, he aimed to the orc's tendons while dashing towards the girl grabbing her in his arms. Hopefully Agarwaen would be able to sever them, making the orc unable to follow them, or at least it was what he hoped it would happen.

Without looking back, Agarwaen ran as fast as he could away from the orc. The orc attack was certainly a problem, but there were dwarves and other capable warriors on the camp. The girl otherwise... If he hadn't showed up, would be dead by now.

[@LadyRunic]