These creatures were big-boned, small-minded, and sported a mean streak a mile wide – especially when conducting an ambush like the one she was about to be firmly in the middle of. When it did, she was rubbing noses with the slack-jawed mug of an orc boasting lower fangs that extended up over his bottom lip and halfway up the bridge of his nose on either side of his wide, squat face. Xxnx At least the beast had the decency to order her around in a language Zahrine would understand. Something off, indeed. Maybe she would be rewarded with more cum if she went to him. Opting to play it safe, the Alliance liaison had gone for a low profile and summoned her faithful steed, Justice. “I can’t believe this is how I’m going to go out.. “You want horse?” chuckled the orc in response, a
