The Other Eye

For a moment, everyone stood still, the world seemed frozen by Roland's piercing and cold-blooded attack. All could see only his sharp blade through which passed a menacing glare and terror, gradually growing on Turgan's face.

'Commander...' Elin inwardly muttered looking at Roland, 'I must help you!'

Eline quickly drew her bowstring and prepared to fire, but Rea stopped her, putting a hand on her shoulder.

"You shouldn't. You've already accomplished your task. Leave the rest to Mr. Roland, I think it's pretty obvious that he's not going to let this Orc live." Rea said calmly as she stared at Turgan.

"RAFO!!!" Turgan exclaimed furiously, dropping the cleaver to the ground in front of him and trying to slice Roland apart.

Roland's pupils narrowed as his body was covered in wind. His silhouette blurred and he found himself two meters away from the point of impact, dodging it.

"Agh..." Turgan gasped with disbelief in his gaze.