Angel of Death

Chaos reigned supreme, anarchy unleashed. Orcs, their initial astonishment giving way to a primal fury, surged out of the inferno-like malevolent spirits emerging from the flames.

''!!!"

Their guttural roars reverberated through the night, a primal defiance that pierced the very atmosphere. Yet, Noah remained unperturbed. He stood as the ultimate predator amidst the pandemonium, orchestrating this symphony of devastation, his eyes ablaze with the thrill of the hunt. To focus on the hunt he put off the system's notification.

''Better focus on hunting without distraction.''

A different kind of arrow, infused with an icy inferno, found its mark. This was not the customary blaze of fire; instead, a frosty blue flame erupted, engulfing an orc in a bone-chilling flash. The creature emitted a piercing shriek, cutting through the chaotic chorus of roars, before succumbing to a smoldering pile of ash and ice.

BOOM!