The sheer force of it sent loose rubble tumbling from the city wall, cracks splitting further across the broken ground.
The sound wasn’t just noise, it was pure, unfiltered rage.
My ears rang, my body tensed, and for a split second, I felt the pressure of his fury pressing down on like a crushing wave.
He wasn’t just angry, he was furious.
Furious that I had touched him.
It hurt his pride so much.
And then, he moved.
Not lumbering.
Not slow.
But fast.
Faster than sothing his size had any right to be.
His massive form blurred as he launched forward, the earth beneath him cratering from the sheer force of his acceleration.
Dust and debris exploded outward in his wake, a whirlwind of destruction following his every step.
His crimson eyes locked onto , burning with a hatred that promised death.
Move!
Instinct scread at , but my body was sluggish, barely keeping up with my mind’s desperate commands.
My movent seem to beco slower, the freeze still remained, but becoming thicker as seconds pass.
My muscles protested as I forced myself to dodge, rolling just as his massive club ca crashing down.
BOOM!
The impact sent a shockwave rippling through the battlefield, splintering the ground into jagged fractures.
A gust of displaced air slamd into , sending skidding across the dirt.
Even though I had avoided a direct hit, the sheer force alone had nearly knocked off my feet.
I barely had ti to breathe before he was on again.
His club swung horizontally, a blur of iron and death.
I ducked, feeling the air above scream as it passed, missing my head by re inches.
The sheer force of the swing alone sent a gale of wind blasting outward, kicking up dust and debris.
I had faced monsters before.
I had fought creatures that towered over , that wielded strength beyond human limits.
But this, this was different.
This was wrath.
I clenched my fists, gritting my teeth as I steadied myself.
I couldn’t afford to stay on the defensive forever.
If I didn’t find an opening soon, I wouldn’t get another chance.
The orc lord stopped.
His massive body, which had just been a blur of destruction a mont ago, now stood motionless.
His crimson eyes narrowed, burning with sothing other than rage, confusion.
He noticed sothing was wrong.
I could see it in the way his grip on his club tightened, the way his nostrils flared as he exhaled a deep, guttural breath.
His stance, which had been filled with unstoppable montum, had shifted.
He was hesitating.
A slow grin spread across my face as realization settled in.
"Why’d you stop?" My voice carried across the battlefield, dripping with amusent. "Don’t tell you’re getting tired already."
The orc lord’s eyes snapped toward , his thick brow twitching in irritation.
I took a step forward, my muscles screaming in protest from the earlier strain, but I ignored the pain.
My smirk widened as I tilted my head mockingly.
"You ca charging at like a raging beast just a second ago, but now... you’re standing still? What’s wrong? Did I break you?"
His jaw clenched, tusks grinding together.
I let out a short chuckle, shaking my head.
"No way... Is that hesitation I see?" I raised a brow, my voice turning sharper. "You, an orc lord, are hesitating against ?"
I clicked my tongue.
"Pathetic."
A low growl rumbled from deep within his chest.
The ground beneath him trembled as his grip on his weapon tightened further, his thick fingers squeezing the handle so hard it looked like he might snap it in half.
I took another step, standing my ground.
"What happened to that overwhelming confidence? Weren’t you about to crush just now? Shouldn’t you be swinging that oversized club of yours already?" I gestured toward the weapon, taunting him. "Or... could it be that you’re scared?"
His entire body tensed.
I pressed on.
"Go on," I said, voice laced with mockery.
"Co at . Show that strength of yours." I cocked my head, eyes narrowing.
"Or was all of that just for show?"
The orc lord’s nostrils flared as his muscles bulged, veins pulsing against his green skin.
His breathing grew heavier, deeper.
The ground beneath his feet cracked as his rage boiled over.
For a mont, there was nothing but silence.
Then—
He roared.
A deafening sound that shook the very sky.
The sheer force of it sent a wave of wind blasting outward, tearing through the battlefield like a storm.
The lingering dust and debris scattered, revealing his massive form in its full, terrifying glory.
I rely grinned.
That’s right.
Co at .
The orc lord’s roar had barely faded when he suddenly stopped.
His massive body stiffened, his heavy breathing slowed, and his crimson eyes widened, not in fear, not in hesitation, but in realization.
His fingers flexed around the grip of his club as if testing his own strength.
His gaze darted down to his armor, the thick plates of obsidian-like tal that had shrugged off every attack thrown at him so far.
But now... sothing was different.
I saw the shift in his expression, the flicker of confusion crossing his beastly features.
That’s when I knew, he had finally noticed it.
His nullification... was fading.
I could feel it.
A slow, invisible pull, like a thread unraveling from a tightly woven cloth.
His armor, the impenetrable defense that had made him untouchable, was losing its effect.
And the reason?
.
A sharp grin tugged at my lips as I clenched my fists, feeling the strange sensation surging through .
I hadn’t known if it would work.
I hadn’t cared.
I had simply wanted to try.
And now, it was happening.
The orc lord’s glare snapped toward , his tusks baring in anger.
His massive form lood like a stormcloud ready to strike, but I held my ground, heart pounding with exhilaration.
This... this was actually working.
I didn’t know what the consequences would be.
I didn’t know if this reckless gamble would backfire.
But none of that mattered.
All I cared about was this mont, the feeling of stripping away his advantage, of tearing down the wall that had made him untouchable.
The orc lord let out a low, guttural snarl, his muscles flexing, his fury rising.
He knew.
He could feel it, just as I could.
His invincibility was at risk.
And for the first ti since this battle began... he was getting vulnerable.
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