Raven felt amazing after the dungeon, so as any orc would, he then visited two more around the same level and crushed them.
Clang!
Currently, in the third dungeon, he was fighting against his nemesis, the lizardman!
He didn't know if there was some bad blood between orcs and lizardmen, but the moment he saw this dungeon's creatures, he went wild, killing them with his bare hands.
Raven didn't use his axe once, grabbing their feet and smashing them against the rock walls and wooden huts like a crazed ape.
Bang!
The guardian lizard that protected the boss flew across the air before exploding into tasty lizard meat when smashing into the statue of praise they seemed to use for their god.
"Gaaah! Take that fucker!" Raven yelled his chest with a huge set of teeth marks across his right side oozing blood.