It was picking up on an unusual and eerie vibe. It could see a human male it hadn’t seen before standing on the spot where the human
female was just now.
Guroktaru shifted its gaze ever so slightly to the side.
Its opposite corner was where the windows were. Nothing remained of the entirety of that wall as if it had been struck by a powerful siege
‘Did the human enter by breaking through the windows?’
Even with its excellent dynamic visual acuity, the Orc Chieftain still failed to follow that man’s movements.
Guroktaru could only swallow its saliva at the sudden entrance of a powerful opponent. A strand of cold sweat trickled down its temple.
Guroktaru’s head snapped upwards after it heard that screech.
Past the ceiling, beyond the roof – yet another powerful enemy was circling around above the Orc’s head like a hawk waiting for prey to
‘This might become a difficult fight.’
Guroktaru’s eyes were now dyed in the colour of nervousness, something that didn’t exist only a few moments ago.
The new enemy completely ignored the presence of the Orc Chieftain and its underlings, and simply proceeded to confirm the human
Guroktaru spoke to its enemy.
“I am Guroktaru, from the proud tribe of Red Blade!”
That was the warrior’s introduction only granted to an opponent capable of reaping away the Orc’s life. Having completed its introduction,
Guroktaru asked the human male.
“And who are you?”