And it had a belt! Vennoa could only see the back of the turtle, and its shell looked slightly chipped at some places, and lines of cracks at other pl...ces.“Will there be orcs?”From the direction of the words, Vennoa guessed the turtle was speaking. She had never heard a turtle speak before.“We don’t know,” Seireri answered in her calm voice. “We’ve heard of kobolds and goblins, but no orcs.”“Hmpf,” the turtle grunted. “Orcs are vermin like kobolds and goblins. I’ll kill any that we come. They never had the chance to play their own games as youngsters—they always had to play the games their owners wanted, and they were almost never any fun to the slaves, since they usually ended in some form of pain to the boys, usually to the cock and balls.The first cop they saw was riding one of those two-wheel Segway-type devices. The cop was approaching them on Otto's side of the street. Joseph used hand signals to tell him that he was to proceed with the honor of the first kill. Otto was. If the light was out by the time he got upstairs, he would know the answer. Margaret's light was on, too; so, he knew she was in her room. The last thing he wanted was another blow-up with their daughter listening in.He was pretty sure that Trudy had saved him dinner in the refrigerator. He didn't really want any, but he took a look, anyway. "Whew! She did save some." If she'd been really angry, she would've dumped it down the disposal. He decided to save it for lunch on Saturday.Frank set his. "Pass," they both said together and Carl slumped."Listen Carl, it's not that I don't want you to be a guy again, it'sjust this plan doesn't seem very thought out," Natalie said. "Besides,even if you catch Transforman and succeed, what's to stop him fromfinding you again later and turning you into something even worse, likea worm or something?" Us too, if he catches us helping you," Wendy added. Carl frowned andturned to Martin, who shrugged."Sorry man, I gotta go with the ladies on this one,".