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“Thank you Adok!” Lucian shouted as he defended against another Orc.
The beast was grabbing the staff of his weapon and yelling flecks of mucus into his face with a beastial roar. Quickly Lucian could hear a subtle ringing within his ears as he punched the face of the Orc with a haymaker. The beast barely flinched as the blow connected, but enough of a distraction was created that Lucian was able to wrench the weapon from the beast’s hands.
With a slash the creature’s legs were severed from below. As Lucian placed the weapon under its falling neck another was coming in and about ready to slam into him with its cleaver. The Peasant had to at the same time punch the Orc while also bringing up the scythe upon the neck of the creature.
Blood quickly pooling below his feet as he killed not only that one but the other Orc who was coming at him. Lucian had not only severed the head of the one below him but sliced into the groin of the creature coming at him. Remembering what had happened just a moment ago Lucian gave his weapon a slight tilt that allowed the blade to cut into the hipbone of the creature.
There it slithered through and cut all the tendons that Lucian was seeking. The death of the creature came instantly after the attack.
“You are making a great killing there!” Laughed Adok as he caved in the head of another Orc. Lucian watched as such a blow easily turned what was a skull the same size as Lucian’s torso into a green paste that was scattered across the ground, “You need a hand Knight?”
“I am doing fine!” The Warrior skillfully brought the longsword for a parry and then quickly brought it through the necks of two fighters, “When do these creatures end?”
“When they realize that charging only means death!” Laughed Adok as he punched in the eyes of another Orc with an off hand, “They love war but hate it when they cannot kill anything more!”
“Then we keep killing them?” Lucian asked as he took out half of an Ork’s neck, thus allowing him to cut into another Ork’s collar bone and yank for a deathblow.
“Yes, we stay!” Shouted the Knight, “If we leave for just a moment they will kill us all! Fight for your life depends upon it!”
They kept on fighting for what felt like hours of death. The deaths of dozens of Orcs laying at each of their feets, valor within their hearts as they made due with murder.
