Hunting The Shaman (1).

"You would have to ask us about that first!"

Arthur said, a wild grin on his lips as he quickly regained his footing after the failed attack and dashed straight for the Orc Shaman.

Along the way, he had already condensed a golden colored blade and sent it flying towards the Shaman, who raised his staff and deflected the metal sword.

The shaman was surprised to see that the sword didn't disappear but instead flew into the air a deviation from his knowledge concerning spells.

The Shaman's senses were telling him that something was wrong, but he couldn't quite understand where the problem had escalated from.

He had become too focused on Arthur and his spell, momentarily forgetting that he was not only fighting against Arthur but the whole group.

Knight emerged from the shadows and attempted to stab the shaman's neck with his twin dagger.

"Gravity x5,"

the shaman whispered fast in an ancient orckish language , lightly tapping his staff on the ground.