The Author's POV

"You coward!"

As a surge of anger rose within him, Brutus spat out the words.

He knew he was in trouble.

As the other orcs were busy fighting their own battles, he was left to defend himself against the onslaught of demons coming at him from all sides.

"Hahahaha."

Prince Kuzma chuckled while maintaining a firm grip on the axe. Brutus was rendered helpless as a dark hue emanated from the Prince's body, securing the axe and preventing it from moving.

"You're just trying to cover up your own stupidity by calling me a coward, so stop it."

Prince Kuzma retorted while clenching his teeth and making a fierce effort to keep the axe under control.

"Arghhhhhhhh!"

Brutus put forth every effort he could muster in an effort to pry the Prince's grip off of the axe, but it was too late. Over a dozen demonic creatures materialized in an instant next to him and began to pounce on him from all directions.

Even though Brutus was a seasoned warrior and knew how to handle himself in battle, the sheer number of demons that were attacking him was too much for him to handle alone.

"Damn, you!"

Swooosh―!

After letting go of the axe, he swung his massive fist with all of his strength, attempting to ward off the demons, but they continued to advance toward him.

Bang―! Bang―!

Brutus was knocked off balance in the air and was unable to regain his footing after being struck by demons coming from all directions.

"Argh!!!"

He felt nothing but frustration at the situation as he wildly swung his fist in the air, only to suddenly receive several blows on his body, sending him staggering back.

Bang―!

"Huak!"

Brutus let out a groan as he felt the impact of the demon's attack on his body.

'This can't go on.'

He understood that he needed to devise a different strategy, and he needed to do so quickly.

Looking around, Brutus's expression fell.

There were simply far too many demons for him to face, and he knew he had to think fast.

"Argghhhh!"

He let out a rage-filled roar as his entire body charged toward the closest demon to him.

In spite of his size and the fact that he wasn't particularly skilled at plotting, he was a quick thinker when it came to fighting.

Without giving it much thought, he made the snap decision to concentrate his efforts on eliminating the larger, more powerful demons first, with the expectation that this would weaken the others and provide him with an opportunity to fight back.

Brutus ignored the smaller demons that were following close behind him and charged straight for the largest demon that he could see.

So long as he caught them off-guard, he'd be able to kill them in one shot.

Swoosh―!

He swung his fist with all of his strength, and the air whistled around his fist as it aimed at the demon.

Unfortunately, the demon was too quick for him and managed to avoid his attack.

opening to attack him once again. He felt their claws ripping at his

"Akhhhhh."

the pain, Brutus refused to

refused to let the pain stop him from continuing to fight, and he continued to swing

that, in order to win this fight, he would need to

Bang―!

"Argh! Damn, it!!"

he fought, he noticed something

slowed down and he became more passive, a sudden sharpness

He's almost

"Attack!"

began to appear on his body as a result. In spite of this, his gaze never

'The way they're attacking...'

they appeared to be working

him from all sorts of angles in

in great detail, he noticed that each of their steps followed a particular

when it

'This is it.'

had finally found a vulnerability

demons' movements more carefully as

'Now!'

on it, dispatching one demon after another with

Bang―! Bang―!

"Arrgghhhh!"

"Watch out!"

guard. They didn't expect him to be so quick on his feet and so nimble in his movements and were understandably starting

tried to regain their composure and formation,

too late, and Brutus was already standing in the gap

flashed in his eyes, and just as his fist was about to land on

for

"Huh?"

BOOOOM―!

middle of his abdomen, and at the same time, he heard a cracking sound and felt his body propelled into the distance, eventually crashing against the hard ground

get the chance to groan as

sound he previously heard… probably came from the

"Ugh."

groaned, Brutus was so weak that

incredibly heavy, and everything

wasn't nearly enough to

out from his body, and his

one thing that set orcs apart from every other race,

deal of energy and allowing them to recover from their injuries in

this, people tended to view them as a race that was always ready for

as he

you're still alive… As expected

it was impossible for Prince Kuzma to give Brutus the time he needed

Prince stretched out his slender hand and attempted to grab

"Khhh…"

on the verge of doing something when, all of a sudden, a voice resounded somewhere close to where they

and I think it's about time that I

Brutus, and Prince Kuzma's

"Who are you?!"

warily swept over the

and deep blue eyes. A formidable aura concealed itself within his body, causing the

for the

with an

Prince's eyes, and yet, for some reason, he felt as though he

his gaze, but the Prince couldn't quite explain what

my question; what

ignored. He was just about to explode when he

human,