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He sat down too suddenly and giggled a little at it

Lana lay her hand against the gruesome hole

“Don’t want no more rock,” Orc repeated

The bleeding stopped almost immediately

“Does it hurt?” Lana asked “I mean the rock I know the hole hurts”

“No It don’t hurt” Orc slah that any human arm would have been shattered “I barely feel it Even Drake’s whip, as fighting, I barely felt it”

Suddenly he eeping Tears rolled from human eyes onto cheeks of flesh and pebbles

“I don’t feel nothing except…” He pointed a thick stone finger at the flesh of his face

“Yeah,” Lana said Her irritation was gone Her burden was smaller, maybe, than Orc’s

Lana pulled her hand away to see the progress The hole was ser actively bleeding

She put her hand back in place “Just a couple minutes more, Orc”

“My name’s Charles,” Orc said

“Is it?”

“It is,” Howard confirmed

“What were you guys doing going into the worm field?” Lana asked