Latagu stayed standing, he felt his head, there was blood. He was having a hard time concentrating. He spoke in orcish, which would have sounded like gibberish. ''Mikog Kri Latagu Marr Hajmali." He looked up at the girl. "Lul Gijak-Ishi?" He shook his head, english he thought. "Human Girl?" He took a long while to speak. "Where... Brothers..." Suddenly he started to remember, he started to shake his head in sorrow. "Dead.... many many dead." He looked up at her then his face went stone cold. "Girl... Kill me now? Nar Mat Kordh-Ishi!" He seemed to stiffen up, he was not used to nor did he expect kindness from people, everyone could turn into an enemy at any moment.