Fucking Goner

Tom was chucked into a wall. Oof!

His back hurt. He looked up and saw the horrifying blue orc. A grisly smile. Teeth curving beyond his lips.

Shit… I’m a fucking goner… On the first day…

But he had to try. Even if he was a loser among The Bern Guard… He couldn’t give up.

Then ten other orcs emerged from the factory.

His face paled. Impossible…

Then from the side of his eye there was a flash!

A sword sliced the leader in a swift motion. What?!

It was the grey haired old man guard. He was awake.

The leader coughed blood. Then his head fell from his neck.

The old man stood between the orcs and Tom.