Escape From Orc- Fleeing -final- [Fast — TUTORIAL]

A hidden valley. Moonlit. An old elf ruin. And in its center: a portal stone , still faintly humming.

Three massive silhouettes stood at the edge of the cliff. The Orcs. They snarled down at the water, their heavy bows useless against the speed of the river and the cover of the mist. Groth, the largest of them, slammed a fist against a tree trunk, shaking loose a cascade of leaves. The sound of their frustrated roars echoed off the canyon walls, but they did not jump. They could not follow. Escape from Orc- Fleeing -Final-

My lungs burned, but the sight of grey moonlight at the end of the tunnel was better than any potion. I didn't look back when the first black-fletched arrow hissed past my ear, splintering against the stone. I just ran. I reached the jagged treeline of the Whispering Woods A hidden valley