176. The Degenerate Mage's Request
On the 23rd Floor of Tartus Dungeon.
In the orc village, the adventurers of the Rising Seven Party were discussing things with the monsters, who had stopped them from descending to the lower floor.
The adventurers were prepared to fight but apparently this Shel'al, the Orc Shamaness, knew how to speak human language.
And that allowed the two parties to come to an agreement.
"So you're saying if one of us defeats an Orc Warrior in a duel, we can go to the lower floor?" Captain Quinn asked, sitting on a crude stone chair.
Huge, muscular orcs were surrounding the party of adventurers inside his hut.
"That is correct," Shel'al replied.
"I will choose a similarly ranked warrior of my tribe to fight against the challenger, so it will be a fair duel." She crossed her tanned, green legs and leaned over.
"But if your side loses, you all must immediately leave from here."