163 Clash

"Shit, that's an orc shaman," Agnes exclaimed, just as the female orc shot a bolt of lightning in their direction. She dispelled her stealth and cast a thick blanket of darkness to intercept the lightning.

Despite the immense power behind the attack, Agnes was merely pushed a step back, showing no signs of weakness or wounds in her person. She had absorbed the bolt of lightning.

"Humans," Rashe'Ivek screamed, turning to the goblins. "Of course, you senseless goblins had no idea that a couple of humans were trailing after you. I don't know why the Lord is even bothering with your ugly asses."

"Rashe'Ivek, don't you dare!"

"Will it not be better if you people quarrel after we take care of these two humans?" the orc shaman said, preparing another bolt of lightning to shoot at them.

"You are right," the Orc Lord said. "They are merely iron rankers; let's sacrifice their heads to his Lord's descent."