The grass in the battlefield was colored red as the cold and swift movements of Kiano and his blade claimed one life after another. He was like a reaper lopping off the heads of these beasts without any remorse or fluctuation of emotion.
This was just another day of work. A really sh*tty day of work.
The torrent of orcs was bound to soon stop after so many of their own being killed, and under the opportunities of his fellow brother in arms progress towards their escape was going smoothly.
An explosion resounded in the immediate vicinity, Kiano remained unfazed. The settlement wall which was originally up to Tarin to open up was blasted open by Siar instead.
"Let's go!" Siar proceeded to shout before the debris had yet to even settle. He was very eager to escape from the settlement that had only brought him misfortune. If he was a knight rather than a mage and he lost his arm... Siar did not dare think about it.
