"Would you, or would you not tell me!?" the King thundered, voice booming like a war drum.
"I… I got teleported here," Leon finally said.
The King's eyes flickered with surprise. Clearly, that was not the answer he was expecting. His voice sharpened. "Teleported? How?"
Leon raised his shoulders and let out a frustrated breath, feigning innocence. "How should I know? One moment I was doing my thing… the next, I opened my eyes and found myself here—in the middle of nowhere." His tone shifted, growing sly. "But I found a way out. And as for how I escaped… that's a secret."
The Orc King's eyes narrowed into slits. The spear in his hands did not waver.
"I hope you're not lying to me, young man," the King rumbled, menace thick in his voice. "If you are… you know your life has no value to me."
