CLANG!CLANG!CLANG!
Swords clashed against shields, axes cleaved through flesh, and magic crackled through the air like lightning.
As the intense fight went the Orcs slowly showed signs of exhaustion.
Amidst the chaos, the ghostly figures fought with supernatural strength, their spectral weapons of darkness slicing through the ranks of the Red Orcs with deadly accuracy. Terpas Kraft, in particular, moved with a terrifying speed and ferocity, their Vampiric form striking fear into the hearts of his enemies.
Terpas unfolding his wings jumped up and waved his hand. A cloud of blood hovered around him that materialized and started to rain down like blood spikes.
Hella standing in between extended his hand wide and opened her lips.
'Heheheheeh'
A screeching laughter-like death toll rang around. Soon powerful mental waves erupted from her.
