Killian's red eyes narrowed at his surrendered body.
"Now, let us try again. Where is my sister?"
The tendril reacted to his emotions, slithering towards the object of his anger. Their range quickly shrunk, backing the surrendering orc leader to the wall.
The orc leader recoiled violently, tearing himself away, hands slamming against the ground as he crawled back. The tendrils followed him, not desperately, certain of the kill even as his breathing got heavier.
"I-I will talk." He stopped crawling, turning to Killian with raised hands. The tendrils halted at his knees, just an inch from climbing up his body and sentencing judgment.
"The boss has her at the temple. The priests will stop you but that's the only way to get to the boss, through the temple." A strained smile crossed his face. "I can take you there—"
