Two people could be seen sitting. One was an ogre, with a shocked expression and his mouth shaped in an 'O', while the other wore a mask with a zip across it, only his clear blue eyes were visible. A human. Between them, pig bodies were piled around, forming a small hill.
"How much do you think this is worth?" Tarkan finally asked when he saw the ogre had remained still for more than a minute, likely in shock.
Tarkan's question jolted him out of it.
"Give me a second, Mr. Tarkan," the ogre said and quickly left. Within a few moments, the ogre returned with another one.
To be honest, to Tarkan, they all looked the same. The only noticeable difference was that the new ogre had one ear missing and wore a glass banacholar over his left eye.
The ogre didn't even bother greeting Tarkan and immediately went toward the pile of pig corpses to check. The pigs had all been split open by Tarkan when he was looking for a core in their bodies, so they were kind of hard to recognize.
