Half an hour had passed since the tremendous clash of power between the orc Overlord, Ghrall and the Aesir, Vali.
The special power of the orcs overlord to be resistant to magic attacks made the Aesir forced to attack the orcs with no less great physical strength.
Bang!
Stomp!
Even though the orcs' body size was very large compared to normal human bodies, it didn't reduce the orcs' speed in the slightest.
They fought on the ground, shot up into the air to give punches and kicks before finally falling back on the ground again shaking the ground in front of Carleon City, as if there was a powerful earthquake.
Dirt and rocks scattered flying in all directions, raining down on the barbarian troops as well as those from Carleon City.
"How long does this have to be?" Karra asked Uriel who was shielding his round face from the stone throws and dust storms created by the battle that was going on in front of him.
