The orc was strangely nervous for one of his kind.  He reached out to grab the chain that bound the shackles together and yanked her towards him, and past him.  The second orc grabbed her in strong arms, one around her waist, the other crossed over her chest to squeeze a bikini clad breast.  The first orc then moved, crept really, into the room and towards the sarcophagus.<br/><br/>"What did you do?"  He demanded of Landa once he had crossed half the distance.  "Is it a trap?"  The orc that was holding Landa seemed to react to some silent command and released her breast to yank a jagged steel blade from his belt.  He held it against her throat as they waited for an answer.