Everyone froze at the sight. The smallest creature of them all was blazingly glaring at the strongest orc. The cold blood inside that small fur boiled as its eyes turned vibrantly silver.
The chief's pupils shrunk. He felt none from the arrow piercing his forehead, but the glare of the little creature was unbelievably belching with superior killing intent.
"Fenrir!" Karina exclaimed before she struck a palm against the large opening of his abdomens.
*Growl!
The little black wolf immediately struck its claws against his face hazardously before Karina's destructive palm pushed the giant orc away from her.
The chieftain dragged the soil with his heels as he was pushed back several meters away to the concern of his army. Their eyes bulged up, as they saw their leader take a direct hit from her.
"Chief!" the orcs immediately grouped up.
