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.

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

"Akhhhhh."

pain, Brutus refused to give

continued to swing his fists wildly through

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

Bang―!

"Argh! Damn, it!!"

he fought, he noticed something

his movements slowed down and he became more passive,

almost out of

"Attack!"

relentless, and more wounds began to appear on his body as a

'The way they're attacking...'

they appeared to

be attacking him from all sorts

great detail, he noticed that each of their

when it

'This is it.'

had finally found a vulnerability

a step and watched the demons' movements more

'Now!'

it, dispatching one demon after another with

Bang―! Bang―!

"Arrgghhhh!"

"Watch out!"

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

their

too late, and Brutus was already standing in the gap

faces, a bright light flashed in his eyes, and just as his fist was

fell for

"Huh?"

BOOOOM―!

land in the middle of his abdomen, and at the same time, he heard a cracking

get the chance

he previously heard… probably came from the several bones he shattered during the

"Ugh."

he finally groaned, Brutus was so weak that he could hardly move

heavy, and everything

nearly enough to make

dark green hue sprouted out from

was one thing that set orcs apart from every other race, it was the fact that they were

power that was unlike any other, providing them with a great deal of energy and allowing them to recover from their injuries in a short

people tended to view them as

they weren't wrong as he

looks like you're still alive… As expected of your

impossible for Prince Kuzma to give Brutus

next to him, the Prince stretched out his

"Khhh…"

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

and I think it's about time

after, a figure materialized right in front of Brutus, and Prince Kuzma's figure blurred, retreating

"Who are you?!"

eyes warily swept

hair and deep blue eyes. A formidable aura

sorry for the

started with

and yet, for some reason, he felt as

gaze, but the Prince couldn't quite explain what

what are

once again ignored. He was just about

human, black