Regar Arrives

The next morning, when Regar entered Gritzt's hideout, he found that something was wrong.

The bone-spiked Orc crouched shyly on the floor, lacking all the arrogance and conceit of an Orc enhanced by Fel Energy. Instead, he trembled like a quail, trying his best to make himself as inconspicuous as possible.

The Goblin boss stood respectfully to one side, holding a tray in each hand. One was piled with assorted pastries, while the other displayed a dazzling array of jewelry.

A Black-Robed Woman sat in the center of the room, lazily reclining in her chair with an impatient look on her face.

The Goblin who had led Regar in had already turned around and left the room, remembering to close the door behind him.

"Ah, Regar is here! My old friend, it is good to see you." The Goblin boss set down the trays and immediately stepped forward to greet the Orc Shaman warmly.

But Regar's eyes remained fixed on the woman in the room. He felt fear, a feeling that rarely appeared in an Orc's heart.

"My friend, you called me here in such a hurry just for this rabbit-like Fel-corrupted Orc?" Since they had not yet fallen out, the seasoned slave master spoke with ease.

"No, no, no! That is just an extra." The Goblin boss put an arm around his waist and led him before Onyxia. "This lady wishes to see you. It should be a good thing, my friend!"

"Regar Earthfury? Orc Shaman? Gladiator slave master?" Onyxia first confirmed his identity, afraid she had found the wrong person and made the trip for nothing.

"That is right, it is me!" Regar knew that, now that he was here, the matter was no longer up to him. He simply admitted it.

The Black Dragon rose to her