171 Fakes

A few moments ago.

[Get up! It's still alive!] Valinar ordered.

Aito didn't even bother reading her notification window and stumbled to his feet at the impossible happening in front of him. The Khül, despite its injuries, was walking towards him.

His unique skill, One Against Many, hadn't activated yet. Logically, he was facing only one opponent right now.

However, where was he? In a natural coliseum filled to the brim with orcs. There were thousands of them here.

And since he considered all of them enemies and they were within range, his unique skill should have kicked in by now.

It could only mean one thing, the challengers hadn't been able to flee far enough. Last time, he had been around half a kilometer (0.31 miles) away from his allies when One Against Many boosted his physical stats.

'Shit, the orcs must be hindering their retreat,' he pondered, thinking about a solution to this problem.