Cut in Half

"What the hell are we even doing here? Shouldn't we raid the Tribe of the 12 Apostles right now?!?" Ben shouted out loud, complaining to his comrades.

Unfortunately, he didn't receive an answer from his comrades. It was Dilan who answered instead, his voice ringing in the ear of the Berserker, who flinched subconsciously.

"Shut up, and kill the Orc to your right!"

Dilan ran through the Crimsonwood Forest, his Mystic eyes activated. He was at an elevated position, jumping from one tree to another, observing everything with his near-perfect vision.

"What OrcCCC?" Ben asked, just to end up getting startled as a Blood Orc Champion emerged from right above him. The Blood Orc Champion had appeared out of thin air, and he swung his arms holding a heavy battle-axe downward.

There was no hesitation in the monster's movement, and it was almost as if it had expected to appear above the Berserker, Ben.