Poor kid, no mate yet.
Harry's expression wasn't good either; every time something like this happens, the Shamans feel so helpless.
Shaman Ji Nuan walked to the other side and knelt down, looking at the young orc: "Let me see your arm."
The orc glanced at her and silently turned his body around.
"Did you bump into something?" Ji Nuan asked after taking a look at the orc.
The orc's eyes lit up, and he quickly nodded: "When I was fighting a Desert Wolf, I dodged an attack and fell to the ground, not realizing that under the sand and snow were stones. I felt a sharp pain in my arm, and then I couldn't move it at all."
Ji Nuan's expression turned grim as she pressed her lips together: "Was the wolf big? Were you in grave danger then?"
The orc frowned and thought for a moment: "Hmm, it was a very large male wolf. When it stood up, it was taller than me...ow~ hmm?"
As the orc was recalling his battle, a sharp pain suddenly shot through his arm, but then it quickly disappeared.
