Orc foot soldier

The orc foot soldier was a massive green beast, with long fangs, glowing green eyes, and rippling muscles. Filled with hate, and brimming with ****, this sick monstrosity, yearned to run in the maze.

Others of his kind had run before him, and most had a wonderful time, **** the beautiful women that the master had thrown in this cruel labyrinth.

Even kobolds had been given the chance to run down and fuck hapless girls. A few, orc and kobold alike had been killed. Most died from the traps, sometimes goaded in to them by their prey, some not paying attention.

A rare girl had actually gotten a hold of a weapon and killed on of his kind, but he must have been weak. After all despite his intention to **** this girl that would be his prey, he still carried a vicious looking axe. Not that he would need it, he would be at least three times the size of the girl.

A sudden click brought the orc back to the present, as the first lock released. Eager to play, he didn’t wait for the next lock to click open, but rammed into the door, with aggression and anger.

The huge metal door shuddered in protest as he tried in vein to make it move. Another lock clicked open, and he slammed into it again, if for no other reason then to scare the prey on the other side. The slit opened and revealed a dim room, a scared woman with dark hair, and a large bust, staring in fear at the door.

With a snarl he slammed into it again, his eyes glowing red with lust and need. The girl took off running, as he watched with a grin, her skirt flipping this way and that.

Oh yes. This was going to be a blast. Growling in frustration he waited as the locks continued to slowly released, till finally the last one gave, and he slammed the door open and dashed through the other doorway.

Thundering down the corridor, he came to a square room, made of stone like the rest of this place. Each wall held an exit, that looked exactly as the one he had just spilled out of.

Which way did the girl go though?