Chapter 54:Demut
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The tall ork woman turned back to Marcus and curiously observed his teammates, like a child who ha
The discussion seemed to have reached a pause and
“Not a lot of it. It is not like they are asking to kill you or to bleed you dry. We made certain this is not the case. These are not savage primitives.” Jerry quickly added but Marcus felt no better about the whole situation. “We do not know why you and they were not very open for what they need your blood, but they made absolutely clear that there would be no further talks until this has happened. For some reason this is extremely important to them.” Jerry finished. Marcus felt trapped, it was clear what the diplomats and also Ms. Taylor wanted him to do. “
“That is not the case. I can and will not order Marcus to do this but as it stands the success of the whole mission is hanging on this. Although, as you are aware if they wanted they could take your and all our blood by force.” Ms. Taylor said and Marcus knew she was right. “
“I will do it.” Marcus said and the relief in the faces of the diplomats was overwhelming. It was the best, no most likely the only path forward, Marcus thought. If they get upset and use force every human here could end up dead and he looked at Janette. She held his gaze until he turned and followed the diplomats back to the negotiations. Jerry and the others explained a few things and Marcus observed their work. Neither side understood the language of the other but the use of the drawing tablet made things quickly clear. Both ork women were very happy and Marcus could see their white teeth with elongated incisors as they smiled. He could not help and imagine vampires waiting to fe
Marcus expected the Blood Mage go to work, she had a nasty blade and most likely a bowl or bottle on her body somewhere. Always ready to drain somebody dry, Marcus thought. But instead the woman drew on the tablet. She seemed to have quickly understood how to use it and what she drew made it clear that they wanted Marcus to come with them into the city for the ritual,
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The two ork women exchanged more words and the Blood Mage gave Marcus a sign to follow her. He passed by the waiting orks and saw many faces looking at him with great interest. He felt the eyes of the team in his back but did not turn around, he was not sure he could give them a confident look in this moment. They passed the gate, the streets and houses behind the gate were full of orks. Orks of all ages, they all stared at him while the woman lead the way. She turned her head from time to time,
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They finally reached a large multi story building. It looked far more sophisticated with many ornaments and large banners with unknown symbols on it. The palace? Definitely did not look like some religious place or
On the inside, his guide walked up a wide stone staircase with beautiful flowers on the side. They walked through hallways with large windows (they seem to know how to make glass?) and Marcus saw many pieces of elegant furniture and works of art. She finally stopped at a large double door and knocked. After a second she opened it and indicated Marcus to step in. He walked
The lavish decorated room with a wide window front had a stone throne in the middle, on it sat an ork of massive proportions. The man was at least 220 cm
His own fate suddenly did not matter anymore, he had to tell humanity about this ork. This was not a mortal being, this was a demi god. Something that should only exist
The woman next to him exchanged a few words with the giant ork and Marcus heard his deep and heavy voice for the first time.
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