Lilith looked at the Ogres with a pleasant smile stuck to her face. She seemed like a benevolent Goddess that had descended from above, and despite her small stature, she seemed taller than she should be.
She raised both hands looked at all of them and spoke a single line.
"I will not fail you."
That single line caused a wave of emotions to the hearts of the Ogres. Lilith did not resemble an ordinary Ogre; unlike them, she had no red skin nor did she have long hair and a chiseled body, she was tiny and cute with soft skin and weak arms.
Lilith was in no way someone who resembled an Ogre, but she was welcomed with wide-open arms. They treated her as a Priestess, but she was not satisfied with this. When the right time comes, she'll challenge the Berserker for the right to rule and claim this tribe as her own.
'I have yet to step on the starting line, but I am getting there.'
