Nox barely had time to react before another crushing blow slammed into his ribs with devastating force, making him yelp in pain.
CRACK!
He skidded across the battlefield, blood trailing in his wake as the oppressive force of Zul'gor's attacks overwhelmed him. His muscles, still swollen with Barbarian Strength, ached under the sheer brutality of the old orc's counterattacks.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The moment he thought he had gained the advantage—Zul'gor had taken it away again.
This strength… he should be very close to an Expert-Ranked Awakened! Nox thought, a frown on his face.
At first, he had assumed his struggle was due to the mana disruption technique the old orc shaman had used on him, but now…
Now he realized that the orc was simply several steps ahead of him.
Nox's eyes glowed. No matter what—I must win this fight! Someone as formidable as this needs to be under me!
He would be very useful on the battlefield!
