520 The Flame That Freezes

With a mighty roar, Borin struck the Orc Lord with his hatchet, a blow that sent the orc flying back with such force that he crashed against the entrance of the bank. 

The impact shook the entire structure, eliciting terrified cries from the hostages cowering inside.

For a fleeting moment, Borin allowed himself a smug scoff, standing tall and proud as he witnessed the apparent success of his attack. 

However, his satisfaction quickly dissolved into a frown of concern as the Orc Lord rose to his feet with unsettling ease. 

The orc seemed barely fazed by the attack that would have incapacitated a lesser creature, brushing off the dust as if he had merely taken a small punch. The wound inflicted by the hatchet was superficial at best.

"You...You have the 'Boss' title??" Borin mumbled under his breath, his eyes widening in realization.