The old shaman widened his eyes, looking at the two young brats with a "you should know better" expression: "If I were a few hundred years younger, you wouldn't even have a chance. Isn't it just live prey?
Can't you catch it or what?"
The two orcs felt their faces flush with embarrassment under the old shaman's scolding. The reason they hadn't immediately agreed to Shaman Ji Nuan's request was because they thought capturing live prey was too difficult.
"Why hesitate? Nigel, hurry and tell Shaman Ji Nuan that we agree to this request. Have her keep the medicine powder ready; we'll exchange it once we've caught the prey. And you..."
He turned to look at Adong: "Gather the tribe members onto the open ground. Today, I'm going to tell them about the medicine powder and weigh whether it's harder to save their lives or catch live prey."
Saying that, he was already trudging towards the tribe's clearing.
Nigel and Adong exchanged a helpless, wry smile: "Let's go."
