Chapter 61
by 
Erolord
What's next?
Interrogated by the highwaymen
Still locked in the minotaurs crushing grasp you manage to **** out words
“What do ye want for me?”
“Questions.” The elf replies coldly
“What kind o’ questions?”
“Who are you?”
“Iyda, I’m with the adventurer’s guild.”
“Why are you here?”
“We’ve been cleaning out orcs nearby.”
“We?”